The Healing Power of Romance

The siren of the snow-capped Sierras has my hubby on speed dial, calling him with an invitation to grab his cross-country skis and explore her majestic peaks and valleys.

Many Saturdays, my guy spends several enjoyable hours doing just that.

Not this past Saturday, though. The siren called, but Gwynly didn’t answer.

The snow-covered Sierra Nevada Mountains - minus my guy

Friday had been a cranberry juice kinda day for me. I took two over-the-counter tablets and hoped some pesky germs would take the hint and git.

By Saturday morning, I knew I needed to see the doctor. Normally Gwynly would have been en route to the mountains by the time I dragged myself out of bed and arranged to visit the local rapid care clinic, but he wasn’t.

Gwynly stayed home and cared for me. He drove me to the appointment, the pharmacy, and Carl’s Jr. (I don’t like to cook on good days but do so anyway. On bad days, forget it.)

After the meal, Gwynly took me home, where he hung around, offering me all the water I could drink, a generous serving of “poor babys,” and all the sympathy a gal could want.

I spent hours curled up on the couch bemoaning the fact that I couldn’t get my daily dose of exercise. I was in no shape to walk six miles, but I didn’t want to miss my first day since beginning my regimen last November. If I could walk in the rain, surely I could limp along once the antibiotics kicked in.

Gwynly said no. He’s Mr. Exercise, so I knew he wouldn’t say that if it weren’t the best thing for me. So there I lay in my snuggly soft, polka-dot, frumpy-to-the-max sweat outfit feeling like a slug–and looking every bit as appealing.

But what did Gwynly do? He came over, stroked my hair, and kissed me ever so gently, proving once again that romance isn’t all peaches and roses. Sometimes it’s sacrifice, selflessness, and petal-soft kisses given at just the right moment.

My symptoms have faded, but the memories of Gwynly’s TLC will last a long time.

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What makes you feel cherished when you’re not feeling well?

Can you recall a time when your special someone–or someone special to you–made a sacrifice on your behalf? How did that make you feel?

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I’m privileged to be the featured guest on Jessica Nelson’s blog, Booking It, today.


About Keli Gwyn

I'm an award-winning author of inspirational historical romance smitten with the Victorian Era. I'm currently writing for Harlequin's Love Inspired Historical line of wholesome, faith-filled romances. My debut novel, A Bride Opens Shop in El Dorado, California, was released July 1, 2012. I'm represented by Rachelle Gardner of Book & Such Literary. I live in a Gold Rush-era town at the foot of the majestic Sierras. My favorite places to visit are my fictional worlds, other Gold Country towns and historical museums. When I'm not writing I enjoy taking walks, working out at Curves™ and reading.
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22 Responses to The Healing Power of Romance

  1. Okay, now that is seriously sweet. *happy sigh* I hope you feel better soon!

  2. Awwww, how sweet your husband is. I love reading about your “romance”, Keli!

    It’s been a long time since I was sick enough to need bed rest, but my husband has sometimes sent me to my room with a book while he cooks supper if I’ve had a bad day at the office. Does that count?

  3. juliejarnagin says:

    Love hearing about your sweet relationship with your husband. Glad you’re feeling better!

  4. Beth K. Vogt says:

    You wrote about another side of romance, Keli — the tender, caring “in sickness and in health” side.

  5. Yes!! This is romance!! I recently answered the question, “what is the most romantic thing your hubby has done for you?” And my answer was: He does the dishes and he does the laundry and the grocery shopping and he’s an amazing father to Brogan all while I’m scrambling to meet a deadline and if that’s not enough? He gives me back rubs while I write at the computer.

  6. Aw, this is soooo sweet! My guy is super sweet when I have a headache or anything. He’ll come and rub my stomach or my head and just be sympathetic. He’ll even turn his music down. 😉

    Glad you’re feeling better!

  7. Beautiful. Last year, when the twins were about six months old, I fell down the stairs with one of the boys in my arm. I held on to that little guy so tight at the bottom of the stairs he was grinning, thinking that we’d just had a great ride! I, on the other hand, had pulled out my neck and it landed me on the easy chair, on heavy muscle relaxers, for almost a week. I had to pump and dump, because the meds were so strong and I couldn’t even get up to shower properly. That left my hubby in charge of four kiddos (including two 6 month olds – feeding them formula, which they did not like), a house, meals, and me. He did it with such love and selflessness and he never complained. Before reading this today, I didn’t consider it a romantic act (although I appreciated it beyond words), but now I see that it was. Thank you!

  8. Melissa Tagg says:

    “He came over, stroked my hair, and kissed me ever so gently, proving once again that romance isn’t all peaches and roses. Sometimes it’s sacrifice, selflessness, and petal-soft kisses given at just the right moment.” Ohhh, so sweet and so true!

    I’m not married (yet – I always feel the need to add the caveat 🙂 ), and I live about an hour from family. But when I am sick, I love it when my mom offers to come down to Des Moines. My grandparents send me flowers. My coworkers text me to check in on me. Reminders of how blessed I am…even if I’m home sick in bed. 🙂

  9. territiffany says:

    Your husband is so sweet! Glad you are feeling better.Mine will make me tea and dinner and do what he can as long as I don’t whine too too much:) lol

  10. Anonymous says:

    You are a lucky girl, Keli!

  11. I think I want to steal your husband 🙂 Oh Keli, how precious this post was and how nice that you recounted it all for us to enjoy. Yes, there have been those moments and recently it was a good friend doing something I know really frightens her only because she wanted to be at my side during an important moment in my life. It doesn’t matter what it was. What matters is that we know someone cares enough to span the gap and reach out to hold us, or give that special touch.

  12. Donna Pyle says:

    What a wonderful relationship you and Gwynly share, Keli! “In sickness and in health” means just that – even in your slug state. 🙂

  13. Erica Vetsch says:

    Awwww…this is meltingly romantic. Bigtime husband points for Gwynly.

  14. Loree Huebner says:

    When I had the flu last fall, Eric took such good care of me. It made me cry. He got up in the middle of the night to wet my head down. I remember him stroking my hair back. That’s true love…

  15. It makes me feel cherished if someone calls to check up on me or simply acknowledges that I don’t feel well. Just knowing people care helps the recovery go that much faster.

    My husband has made many sacrifices for me. I couldn’t name them all, but there was one where he reenlisted in the army just so we could have money to afford a wedding and honeymoon.

    You have a sweet husband, Keli. You are so blessed 🙂

  16. Anne Payne says:

    Awww…what a sweet man you have! My husband is dealing with an ongoing illness I have and he is so patient with my complaining and apologizing. Always telling me it’s not my fault, asking me what can he do for me, having our boys help me out more, and generally being the perfect husband for me! He says that we have been through the health and now it’s the sickness part of our vow, and he’s here for the whole kit & kaboodle 🙂

  17. Alison Stone says:

    You have a good guy there. Glad you’re feeling better. 🙂

  18. Twice for the same reason. When I had cancer surgery and when I broke my arm and had surgery to insert a rod in my arm, my hubby took amazing care with such patience that I was overwhelmed. He actually cooked and brought food downstairs so I didn’t have to do the stairs and he made well-rounded meals, too. He cleaned voraciously and hovered like I was so dear to him. I know I scared him, but never expected all the attention he showered on me. Even every checkup at the cancer hospital for five years I had his company. 🙂 I know he is a winner and cannot believe in December it will be 44 years since I fell in love with him the moment I laid eyes on him.

    Glad you’re feeling better, Keli. Healing hugs.

  19. jeanniecampbell says:

    at this point in my life, the best thing allan can do to make me feel loved when i’m sick (and when i’m not) is for him to take maddy and hang out with her….keep her from coming into the bedroom or from dragging herself all over me while i’m trying to type on my story. one time he took maddy for no apparent reason (read: i hadn’t requested it so i could write, i wasn’t sick, etc) and i just burst into tears, b/c i NEVER get to stay at my home alone. it’s like a rare treasure…just having time to myself. i usually have to lock myself in the bathroom to have any peace and quiet. it’s nice not to have to type on the commode for a change. 🙂 lol!

  20. Love this! Hope you’re feeling better now. When I’m sick, I don’t want to be loved on, since my DH knows this he makes sure the house is clean, kids are fed or taken to school and picked up and he checks in with me to see if I need anything or if he can fix me soup. He’s a gem, like your Gwynly!

  21. Darlene says:

    I think I said this before, but your husband is a keeper! My hubbyis very sweet to me when I am sick too and when I am down. I started a new job and it has been tough on me. Last Friday evening I came home in tears and he tucked me in for a nap, then picked my brother up from the airport and brought home a pizza for dinner. Love that guy!

  22. Martina Bedregal Calderón says:

    Keli, I hope you have completely recovered! That flu bug seems to go around everyhwere , we had it, too. And like you Iwas lucky enough to have my boyfriend back home (due to his work he has to travel a lot, he works for a tea company), bringing me hot teas, hugging me and caring for me, and that is the best medicine one can get! What would we do without loving ones caring for us, being beside us?!
    And me, I likewise am there and care for my boyfriend Dave or for my son when they are ill and don’t feel well or simply had a bad day…
    Now I pray that Dave wonget the flu, he had kissed me a lot between couging and sneezing….lol.

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