This is a quote from the movie Captain Corelli’s Mandolin…never heard of it.
I like these words though…
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
My my St. Augustine…you cut right to the heart of it.
I am ever so grateful to my mama and daddy for showing me the hard work of loving as a verb as well as what it looks like to reap the rewards of deep roots bound together.