Somewhere in Time

Not sure why I started Independence Day like this, but I finished watching a movie I started yesterday, Somewhere in Time. The movie is a legendary love story that was released in 1980, and was set at the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island in Michigan. https://www.grandhotel.com/packages/somewhere-in-time-weekend/#.

Watching it was intentional. I wanted to remember what love does to a person. With the twenty year anniversary of my divorce four days away, I needed a visual representation of what love is. It was so clear too, just like I knew it would be.

When love strikes, you know the exact moment. Like when I went on my first date with my first fiance. We walked along the white sand hugging the Destin Harbor and birds flew overhead. It was a clear day in October with few tourists. The weather was mild and at that moment there was no one else in the world but us.

We were much like the couple in that movie. Two creative individuals who surrendered themselves for the love of the other person. Reckless abandon because their moment had come. Love had struck and they gave in to it. You don't see much of that anymore, at least not in my age category.

Not sure if it's because I was born on Valentine's Day but I'm a hopeless romantic. And if I ever marry again, I want the lightning strike. The surrender. And of all things, a willing partner who is in it because they felt the strike too. Here's to love on the 4th of July! I will be free from compromise, lies, and disappointment. Only. Lightning.