Last week I had the privilege of viewing Nancy Reagan’s funeral on television. It was a unique experience to hear the various speaker’s encounters with her and former President Reagan. They showed many pictures of the two of them together. Former Canadian Prime Minister Brian Mulroney even read a Christmas letter written in 1981 from President Ronald Reagan to his wife Nancy. He apparently wrote her quite regularly, even hiding notes around the White House living quarters for her to find. Their adoration and love for one another was obvious to those around them.
As I listened to those many love stories of President and Nancy Reagan, I wondered if such love still existed. Do people still have that same passion for one another — one that lasts a lifetime and is evident through the years? It seems that 'love' is a throw-away term in many instances. We love hamburgers, a political candidate, a movie, a cat video and occasionally a person, at least for a nominal amount of time. But do we truly love or is that type of love a thing of the past? If so, can it be recovered?