I have always had a love affair with romance. All the typical clichéd gestures of love make my heart flutter.
When I was:
- 16yrs-old all I wanted was a boyfriend who could win me a giant teddy bear at the Royal Melbourne Show
- 20 yrs-old I wanted my boyfriend to tell the world of his undying love for me in bold writing in the newspaper on Valentines Day.
- 25yrs-old I had matured a little and if I received fresh flowers delivered to my workplace I knew I would be the envy of my colleagues.
- 28yrs-old there was a little pressure on how my future husband would propose – written in the skies above or during a major sporting match where everyone would see.
- 33yrs-old I desperately wanted my husband to surprise me with a dirty weekend away, without the children.
- 38yrs-old my craving for downtime to sit on the couch with a box of chocolates and fresh flowers delivered by my hubby was more than enough.
Now that I am 42yrs-old, romance no longer looks as it use to. I have spent my entire life waiting for a man to make me feel like a princess. I have shed many tears because a man didn’t live up to my expectation of romance. I have wasted many hours analyzing why a man has not lived up to my expectation.
So at 42 I decided it was time to have an affair. I knew who I wanted to have an affair with and I knew all the reasons why the affair would work. I wanted someone who would always have my back and support all my crazy decisions. I wanted someone who saw my inner beauty. I wanted someone who knew what they wanted in life and was happy to share it with me.
The gorgeous fresh flowers delivered to my house was the beginning of the end, my long awaited affair had begun– with myself. I realised I didn’t need a man to make my heart flutter. I didn’t need someone else to determine whether I deserved that giant teddy bear or that box of chocolates. I was in control of me and of making me feel special, because I am special.
My hubby is a beautiful man and has always played the romantic part well. The pressure is off now as I can romance myself and surprise myself with a fresh bunch of flowers whenever I needed an extra smile in my day.
This post was sponsored by fresh flowers.com.au – who are an online Sydney based business but they also deliver flowers in Melbourne and other cities. However all thoughts and ideas are our own and at Our Parallel Connection we take all sponsored posts seriously, only accepting those we either use or truly believe in.