My Sweet, Charming, Man

I haven’t written anything in a long while, and I thought it is about time for something else to be added to my poor neglected blog. My attention and my heart now belong to a charming, energetic man who I adore. It feels strange to me. After all, being married for 30 years, is not something easily forgotten. Never had any interest in another man other than my husband. After Bill died, I never thought that I could ever be interested in someone else again nor was I looking. Oh, boy was I in for a big, wonderful surprise. I feel as if I am about to embark on an exciting life adventure.

Yes, I did love Bill very much, but it is time to move on. My man is very attentive, trustworthy, loving, kind, forgiving and genuinely the same man he presents to the world. Everyone loves him. I was surprisingly drawn to him quickly, and like a magnet with a strong pull, his power drew me directly to him. Of course, I am not trying to get away and have no interest in leaving.

He lives in the moment and enjoys every moment of life. Relax and smile with that big beautiful smile my charming man for I have no interest in getting away and intend to learn from you how once again to live every moment of life as if it were my last. I will learn to once again live in appreciation of the beauty that God has given to humanity. Never again losing that desire to observe life is what you will remind me of and both of us will live that way too.

There came a day that I thought it was time to take my wedding band off to prove to myself and to my charming man that I am ready to move on in life. So in front of him, I removed my wedding band. Surprisingly, I felt as if I finally buried Bill. Prince Charming smiled in approval of my decision. We had never talked about it. Never asked me to remove the ring. Now I feel like a 30-year-old just becoming interested in a particular man for the first time. A large weight is lifting off of my shoulders.

I find myself walking around smiling all the time. Walking is hardly the right word; it is more like floating around smiling and feeling on top of the world. Of course, my charming man is the one who has lifted me out of a feeling of depression and brought me into a world of euphoria, real hope and the world of the living once again.

My friends know there is a big change in me for they witness it. They look at me, smile, and tell me I sure look good. What is going on they all wonder, but they don’t need to know, and they don’t dare ask. Besides, I fear the single ladies will try to steal him away from me. He is an extremely handsome man, and we remain silent on anything else.

I do feel like shouting it from the rooftop, but I can’t stand heights. I get dizzy before I get more than three steps from the bottom and I fear the fall to the ground might hurt. As it was, we both fell recently when I accidentally bumped into him. We both hit the ground hard and got hurt, but we both are healing as expected.

My new love showers me with romantic poems. The poems are lovely, and more than a few bring me to tears. Reading them several times a day I get more out of them each time. I feel I understand him better when I read one of them and as I do, the real meaning of the words sink in, and I see how beautiful, thoughtful and precious these poems are. His poems are precious, and his love will remain precious to me, and I will protect that love so that it never gets hurt. He makes me smile and laugh both through his words, and his actions are just showering me with the all the love he has to give, and I am the fortunate one he has chosen to give that love. Smile my love, for I do appreciate your attention and true affections. I will show that same love to you as you do to me.

The conversations we have are always up-building and honest. My charming man and I are not afraid to talk about our feelings. I cannot stand not talking to him every day of the week, I miss him every moment we are apart and love him every second we are not together. I do have to get used to us not being together as much as we both want to. His job takes him away from the area, and the demand for him is getting larger. Since I am not part of that industry, I will stay here and wait for his return. I want him to enjoy the work he has put so much effort into, and I would never want to deny him the feeling of accomplishment that he will gain from these experiences. They say “absence makes the heart grow fonder,” I would love to know who “They” are, wouldn’t you? I don’t think “They” have ever experienced separation from anyone.

I will find other things to take up my time. I have this blog, I’ve joined Etsy, and I think my needed help will not be needed as often since my fractures have healed and we are treating the rotator cuff conservatively with cortisone shots. We’ll see what the future holds for us both. I also have my photography and editing passion and have made some lovely pieces I will sell as one of a kind since they will be just that.

Cherrie, you as well can smile now and breathe a sigh of relief. No longer do you have to worry about me because as low as I was, I am now that high and smiling all day long. I feel alive, and that is a wonderful feeling I never want to lose again.

 

 

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