Romance, evenings, waves, memories and moments

“Evenings are more romantic.”

“Is it really now?” was my fast response to my friends bold statement. The real magic of romance can certainly not lie in the time of day, or can it?

Yes, I guess evenings are naturally more romantic. Let’s face it, candlelight, moonlight, fire, dinner and wine are all elements that contribute to a magical evening. The mystery, excitement and possibility of a good evening are the secret ingredients we all crave…Perhaps it’s the fact that darkness brings out the animal in us and that inhibition flies out the window, more easily than it would in daylight.

Personally, I think romance is about special memories. Memories that stick – memories that you can replay in your mind a thousand times, years down the line. On closer inspection you will find that your most precious memories all have one thing in common – you were in the moment. You were not watching the clock, or distracted by hustle and bustle, you were completely entrenched in the experience.

I used to get completely absorbed in my 20 hour workdays in an industry that pretty much never slept. Highly strung and fun deprived, I clearly remember sitting at my desk two years ago battling out the challenges I was facing in my business, when my friend phoned me up to take a break. “A walk on Wilderness Beach is what the doctor ordered,” I was told. We walked along the beach – both of had businesses, both of us studying and both of us as crazy as hell. I can’t exactly recall what happened, it probably started off with me being patronizing, but the next moment I was running and being chased! I didn’t get very far before being caught and dunked into the waves - clothes and all. There I was playing in the waves wearing a long white skirt and a JT top with a man dressed in jeans. (He was of course equally wet, I don’t go down without a fight.) Eventually we dragged ourselves out the water and onto the sand – completely carefree. There is something really magical (and romantic) in sporadic, unplanned fun.

Throughout the years this has been one of the memories that has stuck with me. Perhaps it was the ocean, the sand and the fact that we were in the moment, not watching the clock for the next appointment or the next big deal. I often think back to that day – a moment that will stick with me for the rest of my life just because of it’s beautiful simplicity and the freedom I felt while being completely absorbed in the experience.

So, ladies and gentleman, romance is not a night-time-only endeavor, and for god sakes it doesn’t have to cost an arm or a leg. No expensive car, ton of flowers or expensive gifts will buy you a moment of someone’s complete attention, never mind affection. Whether it be by day or by night it can only be an exceptional experience if you are in that exact moment with all you heart and soul…nothing more, nothing less.

2 Comments:

  1. I agree…some of the best moments are those unplanned, completely spontaneous ones…

  2. Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by every moment that takes your breath away.

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