I
was sitting at work, in the staff lounge, reading a
novel, when a co-worker of mine asked me what I was
reading. I informed her that I was reading, Legal
Attraction by Jacquelin Thomas.
The
co-worker, a female, frowned at me, and I put my book
down to focus on her since she had the audacity to interrupt
my reading moment.
“What
is the frown for?” I asked her.
She
frowned again at me. “What frown?”
I
knew she was hiding something. “Say what
you have to say?”
”Okay,”
she began. “I think you’re deluding yourself
by wasting your time reading those romance novels. They
are a waste of time and money, and the authors should
focus on the real world. I read one of those black novels,
and I was disgusted, angry, livid with rage, and discouraged,
to say the least. No two people meet across the room
and fall instantly in love with each other. Their eyes
meet across the room, but lust is the key. Those romance
novels are so unpredictable,” she laughed.
I
was stunned because she had a lot to say. “I
see.”
“I’m
sorry, but you should be reading Danielle Steel, Jackie
Collins, and James Patterson. Now these books are about
the violence, and the adultery in the world. Stop wasting
your time on romance. Do you have romance in your life?
I haven’t seen you mention a man in a long time.
Why do you waste your time?”
“I
love romance, and I trust in it,” I declared.
She
hysterically laughed again. “You’re
stupid.”
“Excuse
me?”
“Romance
is full of bull,” she declared.
“Why
are you so bitter about romance?”
“I
just don’t have confidence in it,” she snapped.
“I don’t think this world is built that
way.”
“I
trust in romance, and that will never change.”
She
shook her head. “I feel sorry for you. If
you think your black prince charming, or white knight
is right around that corner on a horse and carriage,
there’s a bridge in New York City I can sell you.”
“Romance
is about believing and knowing that there is someone
out there for everyone, and the faith is the key, of
course.”
She
laughed again. “Duh! Romance novels are fiction,
pure and simple, so stop reading them and read something
by James Patterson. His stories are about the criminal
mind, and the abuse left and right of killing and violence.
Look around Chicago, and any city, but mainly Chicago;
people are dying every day, and most of them are being
murdered.”
I
knew there was no changing her mind, so I just shook
my head. “I’m sorry you feel this way.”
“I
do, and you’d be sane to listen to me, and get
your mind out of the clouds. Romance is a fairy tale
and we all know that fairy tales aren’t true.
I’ll talk to you later.”
I
stared at her leaving the lounge, still shaking my head.
I had to admit that my co-worker had a right to feel
this way. I’ve been waiting a long time to find
my prince charming and mate, and I’m still waiting.
But I still love the process of romance, and I’ll
continue to love the mechanics of love. When my co-worker
found the love of her life, then she’d be on the
same page. I smiled.
Of
course there are skeptics about romance, and its understandable
the pros and cons, the negatives and positives, and
the haves and haves not’s, of course. Romance
and love is the most aspiring condition of the world,
and I will always believe that romance is a reality,
and it’s what we treasure and crave.
I
want unconditional love, and even at 51, I’m still
waiting on it. I might have missed it, which can happen
when we’re not looking, or hearing, and waiting
for someone. Our mate is right in our face, right around
that corner, but we don’t see it, blinded by the
light, of course.
I
found romance when I was eighteen years old, but I was
so young I couldn’t see it. He was my prince charming,
and we rode into the sunset of marriage, but again,
I was blinded by my age, and I couldn’t see what
was right in front of me. Sometimes, we miss out on
a good thing, and we may never get it back.
But
my co-worker is very wrong, of course, but she’s
entitled to her opinion. Romance is the evolution of
love, and it’s mandatory in this world of terror
and violence. We have to rely on something, and I am
certain of romance, and it’s definitely a reality
check for me. |