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3. imbued with or dominated by idealism, a desire for adventure, chivalry, etc.
7. ( usually initial capital letter ) of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a style of literature and art that subordinates form to content, encourages freedom of treatment, emphasizes imagination, emotion, and introspection, and often celebrates nature, the ordinary person, and freedom of the spirit ( contrasted with classical)...
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I don't remember when I first saw the Anne of Green Gable mini series, or when I first read the book, and I also can't remember a time when I didn't love it. I think one of the reasons I took so quickly to the story was because Anne is so much like me (She's bold, rash, sometimes thoughtless, let's her opinions be known and is a little bit vain), but I think the other reason I love the story so much is because I loved the idea of living the lifestyle that Anne does. It's so romantic: I mean, the tea parties, the dances, the long walks through the woods and fields with her "bosom friend" - I wanted it all!
But then one day an extraordinary thought hit me: Anne Shirley wanted puffed sleeves on her dresses. Puffed sleeves weren't old fashioned back then. She wasn't longing for an umpire waist like in the Romantic Era a hundred years before her time - she wanted what was modern and stylish at the time that she lived in. In fact most of what Anne did was just normal life for her. Having a tea party was as common then as having a super bowl party is now. It wasn't vintage or old fashioned, it was just life. So if what Anne was doing was just normal life stuff, then why couldn't my life be romantic and full of adventures?
I think that in some small (or big!) way Anne Shirley is my hero. The time she lived in isn't what made her life so interesting - it was the way she looked at it. Who here remember "the Avenue" in Anne of Green Gables? Now who remembers "the White Way of Delight"? Spoiler: they're the same place! Anne gave us a reason to remember it. She saw and appreciated the beauty around her for what it really was. Not even the common cherry tree went unnoticed by Anne - and that's what made her life special. That's what can make our lives just as special. We just need to get outside more, really look around ourselves more, and see the beauty around us. I'm going to start tagging all of my posts and instagram photos that involve a me having a romantic life with "my romantic life" and I encourage you to do the same if you're so moved.
I'm not really sure if any of this made sense, but I'm going to do more posts on it in the future, so hopefully if it doesn't yet, it will later. Let's go get that romantic life, y'all!