Love in an unlikely season
Today I read a story of the true love between two old people which written by Marjorie Holmes. This is a really story happened in her life. The story begins with I’ve Got to Talk to Somebody, God one of books she wrote.
One day she received a call from a man who has a rich male voice. “You saved my life,” he said to Marjorie, “I love you.” And after that, they had their first date. Then as a lot of love story, they were fall in love. Because of the age and some other reason, Marjorie was not very confident at the beginning. But at last, they got married.
“As a young woman, I dreamed of marrying a man who would always be crazy about me. When things didn’t turn out that way, I was bitterly disillusioned. Then I grew up and accepted some ancient truths—there are different kinds of love. There is romance, and there is devotion. Romance, we are warned, is fleeting. So we must settle down and be content. For years, I lived that way. And then, George found me. In the ten years, six months and eight days we had been together—before he died of lung cancer in 1992—I had both romance and devotion, and I learned what happiness really was. As the groom was told at the wedding in Cana: truly, the best wine was saved for the last.” Said by Marjorie after many years.
I am really felt sensationless after reading this story. At the same time, I learned some new vocabulary from the passage.
For example:
Protest vt. Mean disagree with something.
e.g. She protested strongly at his suggestion.
Desperation n.
e.g. She is in an agony of desperation.
Façade n.
e.g. Poverty lay behind the city’s glittering façade.