Thank you, Delilah, for inviting me as a guest on your blog today. It’s so exciting to be back. I’ve missed all this fun stuff while life whipped me this way and that. They say trouble builds character, and maybe that’s true. One thing is for sure, humanity’s ups and downs, endless bouts of chaos and periods of unimaginable calm will keep you from becoming too complacent. It will give you a grateful heart—an outcome worth every fallen tear.
How fitting my topic is in the wake of all that has been gained, and lost, and gained again. Nothing is inevitable, and it’s never too late for wounds to heal. Life can be better on the other side of trouble! Trust me, I know.
I guess you could say, I’m a romantic at heart. Maybe it’s the way I was raised, by parents who stuck together through thick and thin, some seventy-plus years. It’s no secret, everyone is not so fortunate, as maybe they married the wrong person. It’s not so easy to prevent getting it wrong when we’re young, and maybe not all that bright. After all, there’s a lot of life’s lessons yet to be learned. I’ve been lucky, and I know that. We celebrated our thirty-third anniversary last month. As we grow older, I see things in him I never paid much attention to, and I love him more than the day we said, “I do.”
To me, there’s not much that’s more heartbreaking than to see two people who love one another, break up, especially when children are involved. It’s just— sad. For some reason, it thrills me when I hear of someone reuniting after they’ve suffered a divorce. Recently, one of our friends reunited with his former spouse even after she’d remarried and that relationship failed. I like the idea of people who made an impulsive decision to divorce their true love, having the opportunity to rectify their mistake. So thus, the inspiration for my latest story, Worth the Risk.
Forced to reconnect with her ex-husband in order to find their missing son, Stephanie and Devin Clark discover though their lives had grown dreary and cold, the flame never died, and before they know what’s happened, the fire of their passion is more combustible than ever, and life is anything but mundane.
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Hello friends,
I’m sorry I didn’t open up for conversation, but if anyone has any thoughts on the topic of relationship restoration stories, etc. please feel free to submit your comments. I will be checking in often today.
Do you enjoy stories about couples reuniting, or do you prefer fresh new relationship romances. This is a question I ponder often when plotting my next romance story as I imagine many authors do. Thank you for stopping by.
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I love reunion stories! My life experience tells me that we often don’t value things–or see them clearly–until they’re gone from our lives. The love story that honors second chances is always a winner. Thanks for your wonderful 😉 stories.
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Thank you, Ane. I agree about not always valuing what we have until it’s gone, taking things for granted. I’ve been guilty of that a time or two. No one is perfect, and the grass is not always greener on the other side. Sometimes it might be, just not ‘always’. Lol
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I, too, love reunion stories. One of my faves is a real life story told to me by a stranger on a train. Like everyone else, she knew the dangers of a holiday romance, so when she fell in love on a trip to Italy, she said thanks but no thanks. Then, smart lady that she was, she decided to double check. The last I heard she’d married her Italian beau and they’re living happily ever after somewhere in Italy.
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Reunion stories are great! Sometimes second chances make the love that much stronger! I tend to go with this theme more for my stories vs fresh/new relationships. I was lucky enough to meet my husband when I was only 22 and we’re still together almost 12 years later.
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Oh my goodness, Christiane, that is an awesome story. That sounds like a fairytale story, and definitely the makings of a romance novel. Thanks so much for stopping by.
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Carol, congratulations, and I hope you have a lifetime together. I met my husband when I was 19, and we dated, broke up, dated, broke up, until finally at 25 we moved in together, married when I was 26, and that was the end of our dating other people. Thanks for stopping by.
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Young love is nice, but I enjoy Second Chance stories. I get all gooey when the older characters (parents or grandparents) have a special bond or act as the role models for the Hero and Heroine. The sustained love is the real Happily Ever After for me.