One of my all-time favorite movies is "A Room with a View." I credit (or blame) this film for shaping my romantic sensibilities. I first saw it as a young teenager and was convinced I was going to go to Italy and meet my very own George Emerson.
I headed to Europe at the tender age of 17 and did not find George Emerson. I didn't find him when I returned a year later either. Although my friend and I did enjoy re-enacting many of the scenes from the movie. It took me a long time to find my own George Emerson. I was 29 when I finally found him. We honeymooned in Italy and spent one night at the Hotel Degli Orafi where we had a room overlooking the Arno. I can't wait to go back in a few years with my son. Quite unintentionally, I am raising him just like Cecil Vyse wanted to raise his own children:
“Do you know, mother, I shall have our children educated just like Lucy.
Bring them up among honest country folks for freshness, send them to
Italy for subtlety, and then—not till then—let them come to London."
This Valentine's Day, I am going to make my husband watch the movie with me again. And I created this little image because I think it sums up our relationships quite nicely. Because great romances don't stand the test of time without a sense of humor.