I have no photograph to share with this story, I did not have a camera on hand. But I’m sure while reading, you may have experienced the same scenario. I see it happen quite often, especially in larger groups. It’s when you’re captivated by the love of two individuals.
Last night I was at a local fundraiser. To paint the scene, there were a lot of people standing around, drinking-but not too much, laughing-but being careful what to laugh at, and of course networking (me included). Then a band started playing. It was wonderful music, a funk/jazz feel, with a guest singer who was just touring with Bob Seger. She was amazing by the way. They were playing for quite awhile, when I saw a very good looking senior couple dancing so close. The only two on the dance floor. Just watching them made me see that in their eyes, they were the only ones in the whole building. Just them and the music. The woman was glowing, so happy and free. The man was beaming as I watched how they would dance cheek to cheek, while he took in the smell of her hair. Not once did they stop smiling, and every few seconds they would whisper something to one another while looking into each other’s eyes and smiling.
I couldn’t help but wonder what their story was. Was she his first wife? Second? What was their secret to being so in love? Was it the free drinks? Was it joy from bidding on, and winning an autographed guitar from Sting? Was it the music? Was it the ability to be themselves among a crowd? Part of me yearned to stop them and ask, but I couldn’t bring myself to break something so beautiful apart. I could have chased them out the door as they left and yelled, “Whats your secret?” But part of me wanted to find out on my own, with my own life, with my own secret of love. What works for one, may not work for the other.
Someday, I’d love to be that couple on the dance floor with someone like me watching and wondering. What’s the secret?