Thinking of Easter, I am reminded of the Fabergé eggs. They are not just a linked to Easter but also a deep affection that these great men had for their wives. I think of it as a really romantic gesture.
Gone were the days when love was grand, spectacular and a rapture of the heart. If love is not that; and all the wild, uncontrollable emotions are taken away, what are we left with? A silly selfish, obsession.
I think it's time to inject a little more romance into our lives. We only live once. Romance doesn't have to be an expensive gesture. Bake him his favourite dessert and feed it to him after a walk in a park, send him a surprise at his workplace (by snail mail even), stick a post it note with a special message or even put toothpaste on his toothbrush.
Surprise and enchant your lover.
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