So here's the story. My boyfriend moved here to Pa after living his entire life in Long Island, NY where we met 22 years ago. (He's 44) His music connections, his life, his job and all of his friends are back in NY. He moved here because he loved me. He and I separated in 1987 and I moved away shortly after and hadn't seen each other since. We reconnected at the beginning of this year and have been together ever since. He has lived with other women, was married for 14 years, but always knew in the back of his mind and his heart that we were meant to be together. He didn't bargain for 3 kids as part of the package. LOL
Well, for a guy that has never had children, he sure let them into his heart. It has been so cool to witness the transformation. As a lot of you know once you have children your focus switches from self first to children first. You become not so selfish anymore, and it is a gradual shift. It was so cool to watch this right before my eyes.
I am so grateful for his love and most of all that he has grown to love my kids. He sent me on my way on Friday to go to my women's overnight retreat and said "Honey I've got this, don't worry". Not only did he have the kids and all was well, but he cleaned the house and I didn't have to worry about a thing....so I just want to say thank you to him and I'm so glad he is in my life.
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I chased the same woman for 27 years. My family kept saying it wasn't love I felling but only a "crush". My mother said it was gas.
Throughout all those years she was "always on my mind" (Willie). I met her when she was 15 and I was 19. From the day I met her I was hooked. No matter what life brought my way I could always take heart in the fact that I knew her, that she existed .. somewhere .. just not with me! But her laugh was always echoing in my mind.
We dated early. I bought her her first vanilla milkshake. And we always had a great time together .. magical. And over the years we'd bump into each other. Every time I had myself convinced that I FINALLY got her out of my system, she would show up. A late night call and all those years that we were apart just melted away. I MELTED into the sound of her voice. My entire being reacted to just the sound of her voice as if I had been shot up with the strongest drug in the world! Who needs LSD!!! I had the real thing.
Then again, she would disappear and the years would roll by. She picked up three children and even a grandchild along the way and still my heart would not let her go. I loved all that was hers! Those children were, everyone of them, became a piece of my heart.
The last time I've spoken to her I called her up to see what she was doing. She's been all over this great country of ours and once again had landed in my neck of the woods and we were "reconnecting". "Hey", I said, "what you'd do, get married on me?" I laugh. She did, in fact, get married on me. The third time!
I remember sitting in my room, hanging my head for what seemed like HOURS. I've never, ever, in my entire life have felt so beaten. She told me, she was afraid of loving someone as much as she loved me.
Mom .... "gas" my ass.
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