Today, I witnessed what every die hard romantic wants to witness: cute little old couples in love. At Starbucks, a little old couple walked in arm in arm for what looked like their weekly date. The little old lady had a few more health problems, so the husband made sure that she was seated comfortably by the fire while he went to place the order. He came back with two small cups of drip coffee. He knew how she took her coffee, so he brought her honey as well as a stirring stick. They sat in silence, simply enjoying each others company. They didn't bring books to read or play on their cell phones, all they did was sit and take in their surroundings. After about a half an hour they got up, arm in arm and walked out. The husband stopped near the cross walk to get a better grip on his girl and gently guided her across the street and to their car. Both Soder and I stopped reading our magazines and watched as they walked out. Seeing couples like that makes me so happy. Their love seems so real and genuine. It has no strings and is just pure. It is like a snapshot from a different time. One day when the world slows down, I hope I will be able to sit across from Soder and not say a word but simply be with him like they were. And maybe inspire the next generation of hopeless romantics.
