Currently Reading: The Last Storyteller by Frank Delaney
Every year, Nate and I enact the same tradition for Valentine's Day- watching the BBC's Jane Eyre on the couch, in the dark, as we shiver over the scary scenes and sigh over the romantic scenes. Celebrating with the ultimate love story is one of my absolute favorite traditions and makes Valentine's Day truly special.
I may not read what many call "Chick Lit" but I do enjoy a good love story. There are so many unique and precious love stories in the literary world that impeccably capture the awesome wonder and desperate pain of love. You can find it in the unwavering support Agnes gives David Copperfield or in the tragic love affair of Robbie and Cecilia in Atonement. One finds it in the sacrifice of Sydney Carton for Lucie's happiness or the quiet courtship of Laura and Almanzo. It is there in every conversation Jane Eyre and Mr. Rochester have.
I found my Mr. Rochester a long time ago. As Jane writes at the end of the book, "I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine."
Jane says it better than I ever could.
Whether you have love in your life today or are still waiting for your love story to start, I hope you have a wonderful Valentine's Day. Also, I would love to hear about some of your favorite love stories. There are always so many wonderful ones to discover. I'll be writing again soon- I have been a reading machine lately, so I'm looking forward to discussing some of my latest literary adventures. Happy Valentine's Day!