Courtesy of Dreamstime.com

The daily writing prompt for today asks us for our definition of what is romantic.

So much of what we think is influenced for us by movies, television, books and, sadly (to my way of thinking), by Internet influencers, that I wonder if anyone really has any idea what constitutes romance and what makes something romantic or not.

So shoot me, but I’ve never had much use for the typical trappings of romance. You know, candle lit dinners either at home or in some fine restaurant. Maybe you like roses on Valentine’s Day, or any day for that matter. That sort of thing has never meant much to me.

What means the most to me is the daily expression of love and caring. When my husband knows that the ribs I broke years ago are giving me particular trouble (as they are right now), he’ll do the dishes so I don’t have to stand at the sink. I don’t have to ask. He just knows.

To me, that means more than anything else I could imagine.