I recently re-watched the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2. My family can quote the entirety of the first movie, so of course we had to see the second one when it first came out.
One of the main themes of the movie was, predictably and obviously, marriage, and how the romance between two people dies.
I don’t think that’s true. I think the relationship between two people can always be in the honeymoon stage if they let it. There are always stories about little old couples who are still as in love as the day they met. That doesn’t mean they haven’t had hardships, only that they’ve fought to keep those feelings alive.
Or maybe, maybe romance changes. Maybe for some people romance becomes being unable to sleep without them snoring next to you, or the quick kiss exchanged before someone leaves the house, or doing the dishes without being asked because the other cooked dinner that night. Maybe love doesn’t always have to be butterflies and fireworks. Maybe love can be comfort, acceptance, respect, and feeling like you’re home when you’re with that person. Maybe both kinds of love – honeymoon and settled love – can happen at the same time.