The garden gate opens now all on it’s own, it recognizes The Count and welcomes him inside the walls that protect my heart. He brings with him a warmth when he enters here, a feeling of peace and harmony. Little by little, he is exploring every inch of the landscape, getting to know everything that grows here or has once been within the walls. While we’ve glanced across to the area that is burned and damaged, he doesn’t push for more than I am ready to give up. Already love is sowing healing seeds and new growth is starting on the other side. With every day the painful memories of the past slip further away under the sprouting new flowers there, and in some strange way my past tears are now fertilizing the soil that is bringing forth the new life.
I knew when I met the former prince, before I even knew his name, that he was someone I was supposed love and marry. This time, I had only a photo, voice and a lot of communication on texts and the phone with The Count, but inside something was stirring to life. The first time I looked into his eyes I knew that feeling again. Destiny was sitting in front of me, all I had to do was let it take me by the hand and lead me. When he reached out and took my hand, continuing to see into my eyes and my heart and soul, we both knew. There was no denying it. When he searched inside of me, he didn’t push, and I didn’t deny him what he wanted to see. He has gone where only one other person dared to look, but that one was not mine, and I was not his. For a long time I did not grasp why, but now I know…because Mr. Wonderful was not my destiny, The Count is.
From that first meeting, in the first few moments, there hasn’t been any singular in our discussions. It has been all about us, we, our….we’re like 2 puzzle pieces that fit so perfectly together. The longer we are together the less of the seam that separates us can be seen even to us. His life dream and mine fit together so very well. Completely different, yet so perfectly suited to compliment each. When we envision those dreams, we see each other in there, have since the first moment. He is a very strong personality, with the softest of hearts.
I needed a man who could match or exceed the strength of my personality, there is no questioning he is that one. Yet he is tender, and loving and wants to make me happy. He knows my dark secrets, I know his. We both accept the other completely: the good, the bad, the ugly, and the beautiful. Neither of is looking for perfect, we both want someone perfectly imperfect. I’m reading the book that was mentioned once by Chuck, Love and Respect – by Dr. Emerson Eggerichs, and see where the former prince and I went wrong, some of the situations described could be right out of our 22 years, down to the very words used in scenarios. It won’t happen again, I simply won’t allow it. I know where I went wrong, where he was wrong, and how to not let that happen this time around.
“Go slow” is the intent, but it is hard. We both know we need time to figure it all out, but we’re both in and committed. My dating profiles have been removed, I have no desire to see anyone else, I found him. Or maybe better said, he found me. One flirt on a dating site has led to the start of what WILL be an amazing life as we work together to make our dreams come true.