Romance: Tundra- and Grandma-style
“I’ll see you Wednesday,” I called up the stairs to my co-worker, shutting the door behind me.
Crunching through powdery snow, I pulled my black French scarf higher across my cheeks and nose, shielding out the frigid air. Minnesota twilight looked blue silver, and neighborhood Christmas lights peeked out from snowy branches. Swinging my book bag to my shoulder, I shoved mismatched mittened hands into pockets deep, and turned the corner.
Idling in the driveway, steam rising from a still-cold car, my bearded husband waited for me. It stopped me in surprise, and I waved giddy to him behind the frosted windshield.
“You came and got me?!” I murmurred. “Thank you.”
The walk home wouldn’t have been far, but the near-zero degree temperatures have been making recluses of us all. I kissed him, cold and happy, and we drove home.
It’s those little things, huh? Little things we say and do that make all the difference in relationships. Romance, Minnesota tundra-style.
I asked them one time, Nick and Betty, an older couple in our church, what their secret was to a long marriage. They spoke of simple things:
“I like to make her breakfast every morning, just simple stuff,” he grinned. “She likes oatmeal and a glass of orange juice.”
“She makes me pies,” he smiled, wrinkles creasing up in crescents beside twinkling eyes. “She knows I love ’em, so she makes pies.”
He shifted his feet then and set down his thick winter gloves. “I like to bring her flowers, just because. Not for any reason or for a birthday or anniversary — that doesn’t count,” Nick asserted, shaking a finger at me, “just because.”
Betty smiled shyly later, peering up at him through long eyelashes, a petite woman next to him. In church, they sat side by side, and stood together to sing. And today? I imagine Nick still made Betty breakfast, and I wonder what pie she’s whipping up. Romance.
For you and me tonight? I’m reminding myself that it’s the “simple stuff” that makes the difference in our relationships. Whether it’s for siblings, parents, friends, kids, or spouses, take some time this week with me to focus on little ways to show love.
Now, excuse me. I need to gather ingredients for a chicken pot pie.
What little ways do you like to show love to people around you? (Those in email can click here to join the conversation.)
(PS. My daughter took these photos. Didn’t she do a nice job? :))