i just finished a book by georgette heyer
it was really slow but beautiful in it’s slowness
it’s a regency romance
the story is about two people who marry without love
the husband loves another but is loyal to his wife
who is short, pudgy and unremarkable in looks and manners
but she is very like-able, loving and sensible
by the end of the book they love one another but he doesn’t
look at her with the same passion as he once did his former love
in the last scene she hugs him and hopes to see this passion
but instead she comes to a realization.
which in it’s realization is at once heartbreaking and beautiful.
“She gave him a hug, smiling reassuringly at him. She thought,
and was comforted, that though she was not the wife of his dreams
it was with her, not with Julia, that he shared life’s little,
foolish jokes..”
“After all life was not made up of moments of exaltation, but of
quite ordinary, everyday things.
The vision of the shining, inaccessible peaks vanished;
Jenny remembered two pieces of domestic news, and told Adam
about them.
They were not very romantic,
but they were really much more important than grand passions or blighted loves.”
this seems to be how dreams are;
you hope and wish and want them to come true but..
sometimes they don't
they just don't
where do you go from there?
you learn to find dreams out of reality
you learn to look at what reality is through different eyes
and you know what i think?
i think this new seeing becomes the biggest and greatest dream
because you've changed, you've learned something
and you've become somebody infinitely more satisfying then someone
who's dreams are always realized and easily accessed.
you learn to shape your dreams and search for them
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