While some might find it difficult to believe, I have long had a tendency to get emotional when reading some stories or watching some  movies.  I have certainly teared up in a movie or even watching a TV show.  It’s usually about someone finding their lost love or some such.

So this morning I share a love story about the World War II romance of an American serviceman and a teenage girl in London and them finding each other again 70 years later.

No, it is not my usual fare about politicians who are too vain to admit they make mistakes or about some jillionaire who wants to use a few jillion to tell the world our schools are terrible.  It is a story that reminds us that love really is a very real and mysterious thing.