I am feeling much better, thank you.
I think it’s safe to say that hormonal influences are/were the main culprit.
I’m back to my new-found bubblicious self, still marveling at my great fortune to have stumbled across Skills. Who’d a thunk it?
Such a series of extraordinary turns.
A life in crisis, an ensuing epiphany, a necessary change in life course.
Divorce, followed immediately by a self-healing search for somebody to talk to; for friendship and only friendship.
A brief foray into social networking venues, only to be completely misunderstood, hence quickly disillusioned.
And yet.
That foray, those misunderstandings, and the disillusionment all contributed to the collision.
He found me.
He reached out ever so gently.
I considered what he had to say.
He actually had something to say.
And the rest? Is a bit convoluted. One more day, or the slightest turn of events, or any number of things might have diverted the collision.
And yet.
Here we are.
Still.
Speaking, listening, hearing, laughing, crying, learning, understanding, smiling, healing.
Loving.
And I am so very grateful (as is he).
Do you see the love in his eyes? I do.
