I never thought I would be lucky in love. When I was nine, it's true, I imagined someone — a man with long hair, sitting under an oak tree —looking kindly at me. But I lost that friendly notion soon. I wanted a warmhearted, reciprocal partnership more than anything. More than that, I wanted to be married in heart, body and mind, like when a woman in the Hindu religious love poem cycle says "Let the earth of my body be mixed with the earth my beloved walks on." But I didn't think I would ever be able to attract someone who loved me who I also loved. "Incapable" was the word I used — I thought I was in some way "incapable" of this.
This is beautiful, and I’m so glad you found each other. I would imagine it’s especially welcome after all those false starts (which I relate to as well).
So damned thrilled for you, Donna. And for your lucky woman. You have always deserved this, after giving so much to so many for so long.
I love you two! 💞
And relate to this.
What a lovely story! Thank you, Donna.
Keep the search flowing, dear Donna. The kindness you have craved can be yours for the loving.
Donna, beautiful love in every sentence. How wonderful what you and Q have. Thank you for sharing your story!
Thank you for writing and sharing your love story, Donna! Much love to you and Q!
This is indeed a very beautiful piece Donna - finding that special thing called love.
This is beautiful, and I’m so glad you found each other. I would imagine it’s especially welcome after all those false starts (which I relate to as well).