Letters

I watched Dear John today, on one hand, a cheesy chick flick romance and on the other, a movie with an old fashioned and sweet premise. The two main characters fall in love while John is on a leave (he is in the army), he then ships back overseas and they write letters to each other.

Can love in today's world still be that patient? They wait for each other, they write. They write of life, of death, of dreams and the past. They write of love for each other. They fell in love in two weeks, they stay in love through words.

Can this perhaps teach me to be patient, to allow something to build? Rather than trying to rush to see if it works?

Has the need for instant communication, the texts, twits and status updates completely obliterated our ability to fall in love patiently through words, mostly ;)

Makes me think back to world war II, on how the women waited for their men, they made sure to fill the gap the men left at home, to encourage their men, to write and pray and hope that their men made it home, but knowing that sometimes the world means to make one wait for love. The men on the other fought bravely for their families, who thought of their women as inspiration to stay alive.

Would today's generations, those raised without massive hardships like war, or threat of war (cold war etc.), those who have never lived in ration world, or a world where most of the men in your life were shipped off to war, could we wait? Could we start a relationship and then be apart right away? Or would we leave at the "next best available " thing?

Just some random thoughts spilling out while watching a movie, what do you think?