Upon leaving Brightonia last weekend I bore witness to a rare treat, something one usually only gets to see on television; the first meeting of newly forming lovers. A young woman, stood within the train station, smart, yet casually dressed; messenger bag tucked neatly to the side; hair smooth; and holding the most beautiful, cropped bouquet of mixed roses. Somewhat nervously she paced, shuffling from foot to foot whilst awaiting the arrival of her beau. The train, coincidentally the one I would be leaving Brightonia on, was the one that brought her love to her.
A call was made, the train came in, and she stole herself to where passengers would disembark. One couldn’t help but watch in anticipation…..what would the person be like? How would they react? At least, judging by the call, she hadn’t been stood up!
Through the crowds another young woman appeared, very casually dressed, bearing no visible gift, just a camera with which to take a photo of the welcomer holding flowers. Picture taken they hastily embraced and kissed. And kissed. And kissed again. It was heart meltingly perfect. Even my friend, who is nowhere near as romantic as I, couldn’t help but smile, tilt her head and remark, ‘awwww.’
I was in awe of the couple. No matter what happens in their futures, for that one moment in time, they were the happiest, most joyful they could be. When life gives you these treats; whether it is happening to yourself, or you merely have the pleasure of witnessing them; take the time to truly let the experience sink in. They are rare, they are brief, and they are the most beautiful things you can ever imagine.