Dream Man
I know, Valentine's Day was a week ago, but like I said the older I get the slower I am right? Anyway, when I think about how things work out or when things do come true in my life, even though I never share my deepest desires, it is so overwhelming to me at times, especially when I get too deep in my thoughts.
My last blog was about the man who I care about very much and never realizing it, he has always been what I always dreamed about. When my husband died in 2006, I pretty much gave up any hope of finding anyone again and seemed to wallow in grief by holding onto my late husband's memory because it felt safe. A place where I could hide, making the excuse not to try for love again.
That is until this gentleman came into my life, it really wasn't underneath unusual circumstances and like any good nurtured man, he pulled me out of my sadness with his kindness, like some kind of healer, so to speak, being brought up to care for others around him.
It was his wink that reassured me that I wasn't beyond hope but more than that, his smile that done me in. Not to mention his sense of style and interpretation of who I was inside. Like I mentioned , there was an instant connection.
Its sorta strange in a way, how I always wanted a man who was older than, and one that was about ten years my senior, kinda peaked my inner fantasy. Reality of this world kept pulling down the odds on that. Now that I am older, it doesn't really matter what the reality of the world wanted, it was how I felt and the way God made me.
You could say that this man initials are S.A.S " Smile After Smile" because that is what he always brings me when I think about him. It is because of him never giving up on me, that I can believe in myself again and believe that those romantic dreams can come true, I know it sounds corny, but it is true. I would like to believe that one day I will see him again, I pray it will come soon.
My last blog was about the man who I care about very much and never realizing it, he has always been what I always dreamed about. When my husband died in 2006, I pretty much gave up any hope of finding anyone again and seemed to wallow in grief by holding onto my late husband's memory because it felt safe. A place where I could hide, making the excuse not to try for love again.
That is until this gentleman came into my life, it really wasn't underneath unusual circumstances and like any good nurtured man, he pulled me out of my sadness with his kindness, like some kind of healer, so to speak, being brought up to care for others around him.
It was his wink that reassured me that I wasn't beyond hope but more than that, his smile that done me in. Not to mention his sense of style and interpretation of who I was inside. Like I mentioned , there was an instant connection.
Its sorta strange in a way, how I always wanted a man who was older than, and one that was about ten years my senior, kinda peaked my inner fantasy. Reality of this world kept pulling down the odds on that. Now that I am older, it doesn't really matter what the reality of the world wanted, it was how I felt and the way God made me.
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