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| MOPTB the Love of My Heart |
| by Elaine Brady |
My story is ordinary yet not so ordinary for my life.
All of my life I had been exposed to abuse. I was used to chaos. I was used to abuse as a way of life. I married an abusive man. I became involved with many abusive men. I was not sure abuse was not the normal for life.
Then one day, after the end of an extrememly verbally abusive marriage, my third, I decided that I wanted to find a companion. I wanted someone to share time with but not have close to me. I missed having someone to talk with and I felt so lonely.
I began my quest for a companion on the internet. I looked in some personal ads but could not find one that interested me until I found one ad. It captured my attention.
He wrote the most romantic ad of all time to me. My heart flittered a lot. I sent him an email and talked a little. He answered my email.
We began an excursion through email that would lead us to today. He was a gentle man. He was thoughtful and he was sensitive.
He wrote me the most beautiful love letters. I could feel the emotion of each word he typed. I felt so close to him. I did not trust my emotions though. Still I was drawn to this man that was the most incredible man I had ever known.
One day at work, I was called to the front desk. There sat waiting for me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers. I was so amazed that he knew me well enough to know how much I would love flowers. They were outstanding in beauty and touched my heart.
It was not long after that that my birthday arrived. We had not met in person yet. We would meet in about 4 days for the first time.
The day of my birthday, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find a delivery person at my door. I signed for the package. It was omnious. It sounded like sloushing around and I was a little leery.
I had written a letter to somone one that was inspired from the movie Message in a bottle. He knew that one of my very favorite movies was Message In A Bottle. I love it. I embrace its truest form of meaning in my life.
He knew how sentimental and romantic I was. Well I opened the package and to my surprise, he had sent me a message in a bottle.
This was special. He wrote me the most wonderful love letter. Then he rolled it up and put it in a beautiful wine bottle. He went to the ocean and collected ocean water, sand, shells and filled a container with this. He then closed it up and secured it.
He sent me my own message in a bottle that was so wonderful. He is the most romantic man I have ever known in my life. He showers me with love and affection like I had no idea could exist in my life.
He is so gentle. He would never hurt me physically, emotionally or mentally. He respects me for the person I am.
He still does so many romantic things for me. Last year when it snowed, I looked out at the front yard and he had carved out a big heart with our names in it. When he moved the lawn he left a big heart in the grass for me to see.
For Christmas this year, we did not have a lot of money. We both agreed to give each other something that did not cost a penny. Well that takes creative talent. He took his gift certificate from work and purchased decorations for our home. I had not had the money to purchase new ones and we had lost all of the old ones when we lost our home recently.
He surprised me with the most wonderful present. I was gone from home and when I came home our home was decorated with the most wonderful decorations. He had purchased me inexpensive yet beautiful lights decorations and ribbons and placed them wonderfully in our home. I was so surprised.
He is always doing things like that. He will pick me bouquets of flowers and leave them for me to find. He will fill the bathtub for me and have rose petals floating along the top with candles waiting for me.
He never stops loving me in all the ways that are important.
For the first time in my life, I know real love that does not hurt me. Our love story is written in all we do and say.
I am the luckiest woman in the world for having his love sheltering my life and giving to my heart. |
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