Been meaning to write about this for a week now. I saw a show on Oprah last week (I think) that really struck me.
A story that highlighted just what True Love is all about!
This woman, Stephanie and her husband, Christian, both really attractive people, were in a horrific plane crash. Christian, whose back was broken on impact, made sure he could get his wife out. The pilot was dead, the plane on fire. He cleared a path to get Stephanie out and then tried to put out the fire that was consuming both of them. Stephanie almost didn’t make it. She talked to Oprah about how, while in a coma, she had a vision where someone (an angel?) told her she had a choice. She could cross over or she could face a very hard life and go back. For Stephanie, there was no choice. She had to go back for her husband and children. Now horribly scarred, facing many more plastic surgeries on her face, hands that don’t work properly anymore, she does not regret her decision.
Christian suffered some disfiguration as well. A bit of scarring on his face, an ear that he covers with his hair. Nothing like Stephanie’s alteration. Yet the love on his face as he joined her on Oprah’s couch was undeniable. His face literally shone with love as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world. And she mirrored his love right back. What woman wouldn’t, with adoration like that?
That, ladies and gentlemen, is the epitome of true love. Soul to soul. Heart to heart. Forever. [Sigh.]
Now back to my romance writing!