In the post -Eat,Pray,Love-world where all my female friends were doing exciting new things in their lives,i felt completely lost. I was a new mom when I was first introduced to you.At that time it was all about the baby (most of it still is).I was certainly not at my mental and physical best and yes it did feel extremely lonely at times.i was not looking for a new relationship then though I did ache to have someone to talk to and someone to pour my heart out to.Someone whom I would look forward to meet.
I can't tell you how much your being there meant then.Have I told you before how much I waited for my husband and baby to give me some time alone to be with you?Still all we could manage were a few clandenstine meetings every now and then.but you never complained and waited patiently ,listened to me even more patiently.
The more we stayed apart,the more exciting it became the next time.
now of course the initial buzz has died ,but I wanted to tell you that I love you as much and i still look forward to our secret short ,fleeting meetings.
be there with me my dear....blog.
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