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Tuesday, March 27, 2012

MY EYES ADORED YOU

So close, so close and yet so far away.

Once upon a time when I was a younger version of me, I fell madly in love with someone who liked me back. That never works. It didn't. I still think of him fondly and he didn't hurt me in the I'll-never-get-over-it kind of way. He just broke up with me. That's all. Gently and remaining friends, but not a couple thing. I had to figure out how not to be a madly in love15 year old anymore. It was not easy, but I managed to pretend I was just his friend and we had a lot of friends in common.

He was tall and handsome and such a sweet and adoring boyfriend. I thought I had it made. I thought this was the one forever guy for me. How lucky I thought I was at 15, to know I was going to be with this one forever.

Or a few months, either way. That was then and my eyes definitely adored him.

My eyes have adored a few more since then. My eyes, apparently are fickle, too.  They have adored a few with great passion for a few weeks and then not so much. They have refused to adore men who might have been just right for me. I'll never know. My eyes have led me astray a few times, too. Thinking they adored someone they really just lusted after. And they adored a few more who didn't adore me back.

When I met my husband, my eyes did not adore him. They noticed him because I nearly ran him over in a parking lot. They saw him when I entered the bar where he took refuge and looked at him while I apologized for not seeing him. They looked incredulous when they noticed he was a full 6 foot tall and a rather large man, hard to miss, but I did. My eyes saw the twinkle of his eyes as he laughed at my story and he made a comment which explains why I had to have him.

It was bowling night and my friend and I were wearing bowling shirts. He and his friend were as well. All of our shirts bore our first names on the left chest.  After a few minutes of me babbling, he interrupted to ask, "I see the left one's name is 'Jo'. What do you call the right one?"

Yes, he said that. Everyone who hears this heart warming story says, "No wonder you had to have him! What a smooth talker!"  Little did I know, that was the smoothest thing he would ever say to me. Well, so far.

Needless to say, it wasn't exactly love at first sight, though with that line, it's hard to believe, I know. I was actually meeting a man there so I excused myself after introductions were complete, and we went to our usual table and waited for my date.  At some point, I did dance with the man I'd nearly killed moments earlier, but had to leave the dance floor mid-song because my guy had arrived. Returning to our table and catching up with him and the rest of the gang, I told him the story of the near hit-and-run. He laughed.

He told me he had to go get some smokes and excused himself from the table about an hour later. I assumed he meant in his car.  Apparently he meant in Siberia. He never returned. After about an hour I was ready to call it a night, but I wanted just a little revenge and just in case he returned, I didn't want to be sitting in that chair waiting for him, so I asked the victim if he'd like to finish our dance. He did like. He asked me out while we danced and I was just mad enough to say, "Sure." We made a plan for the next evening. Did I mention that bowling nights involved alcohol? I may have had a few drinks.

I spent the next day trying to figure out how to get in touch with him to break the date. I didn't know his name, last name. I didn't want to go out with this stranger and I had no clue what kind of a man he even was. I didn't want to be alone with him and I didn't want to see him again.  I didn't have any idea how to reach him and I had given him directions to my home. What was I thinking? Why didn't I just meet him someplace? Of course, I wouldn't have gone, but he wouldn't be knocking on my door! Did  I mention the alcohol? Yeah. Stupid.

I decided to just go ahead with the date, but I would insist that we have dinner a block from my house. If it was awful or I wasn't comfortable, I could just walk home.

We had dinner. I didn't walk home. Didn't even get home until 2 a.m.  I really liked this guy and my eyes began to tolerate him. They weren't at the adoration stage yet.

We dated a lot over the next few weeks and I knew my eyes had changed their minds by the end of 3 months.  Yep, eventually, my eyes adored him. I guess they finally got it right because even as I write this and he snores sleeps about 30 feet away, these eyes still adore him.

When someone looks into the windows of your soul and the windows of their soul adore you, it's a good thing. It's forever.

And I'm really glad I couldn't find him that day.

Jo


20 comments:

  1. You never know how love creeps up on you. You summed up true love so beautifully in your sentence When someone looks into the windows of your soul ...
    Loved and enjoyed your post. Thanks for sharing.
    love and hugs.

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    1. How sweet of you Suzy, thanks so much. I do believe love comes when you aren't looking.
      ♥ right back at choo.

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  2. I enjoyed where you began to tolerate him. Funny how it takes us a while to realize what is right in front of us all the time.

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    1. It was my eyes that began to tolerate him...by then I already adored him. Just for the record. We literally fell in love rather than jumped into it. LOL ♥

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  3. I saw a photo of your hubby and he looks very much like my hubby. The first time I saw my hubby, I fell into an abyss and that was that! I was in love! I remember waking up one morning and simply watched him sleep. My eyes were adoring him and I had such an ache in my heart full of love that I never forgot that moment in time. It is a memory I cherish.

    Your guy sounds like a great guy. I'm glad you found each other. I think it was providence that you two would find each other. <3

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    1. As you know, Darlene, I believe everything happens as it should and meeting him when I did and him meeting me when he did, was just as it was supposed to be.
      I am so thankful that I didn't find him that day and truth is, I wasn't supposed to cancel that wonderful first date.
      Love is a good thing. ♥

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  4. This was such a sweet post about how he grew on you. I love it!! And wouldn't you know it, he is still standing there at your side today. Now that is true love!!

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com/

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    1. It must be true love Kathy because otherwise he woulda walked or run a long, long time ago! LOL
      We have been through some pretty difficult things in our 30 years and to be honest, sometimes I thought it would be best to call it quits, but I had already done that and didn't really want to go through or put my children through another divorce. I decided, more than once, to make it work, somehow.
      Apparently he did the same.
      The reward for not throwing in the towel is that now we are too danged old to start over with someone else and at the very least, we KNOW what to expect from each other. I know his strengths and his weaknesses and he knows mine. That is a gift you have to build and I'm too old to do that again!
      Our life is calm, for the most part and argument free also for the most part, because we have learned to only tackle the big stuff and there isn't very much in our life that is that BIG.

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  5. I love a good story with a happy ending. This fits you perfectly! The usual eyes meeting, heart fluttering love story would be way too boring for you. But trying to run him over with your car...now that's a love story! ♥

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    1. Exactly! Who could've imagined that, huh? Most guys probably wouldn't have wanted to meet the chick that tried to kill them, right? LOL

      He was and still is the right man for me. ♥

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  6. I love the way you tell the story Jo. I believe I know both of these fine men. It is wonderful that you found what is best for you. God often works in mysterious ways. Joe

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    1. You commented! How nice, I love it. Thank you so much Joe. God always knows and on a good day, maybe we get it right!
      You might have known all the good guys in my youth, the one I mention here and probably all the others!

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    2. I hope your happy.You have us all thinking about young loves. I didn't know much about girls back then(Hell I still don't)Speaking from a teenage boy's point of view I fell in love just about every time I turned down a different hallway.Was it love? Well I knew what I would love to do!It's probably a good thing I wasn't a heart throb to most of you girls...I did find a blind deaf and dumb girl that has turned out to be a good match for life...So me not getting lucky turned out to be very lucky Good story Jo Doil

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    3. My goodness, that blind deaf and dumb girl is such a beautiful person inside and out, I believe she saw the same when she melted into your life. As I have said a million or more times, if it's meant to be, it will be. You were smart enough to recognize a gem when she came into your life. You did get lucky and for the record, I don't believe I was the only girl who pictured being your wife in my day dreams. I saw us with our horse farm many times as I stared up at clouds, but you always treated me like a friend, so I settled for that, cuz I really liked being your buddy. :)
      I was in love several hundred times I think and each of them could have been the ONE, but I didn't even know him back then and even if I had, he would have been a senior when I started kindergarten, so that would of been awkward. LOL

      Thanks for commenting and sharing. ♥

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  7. Such a lovely story...I was 'blind' for quite a while
    before I met my husband. The problem was that I kept thinking I could see - and each time I bumped in to a stone wall. The funny thing is we didn't actually see each other -we met online - but we 'knew'....Five years later, we're still happy together.

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    1. Thank you and how wonderful that your blindness finally cleared! Where you find love makes a good story to tell, but the important thing is that you found it! ♥

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  8. This is cool! "At some point, I did dance with the man I'd nearly killed moments earlier, but had to leave the dance floor mid-song because my guy had arrived."
    How many people can actually type those words and have them be true?? AWESOME!!!

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    1. LOL...Thanks. Every word is true and I am so thankful I missed! ♥

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  9. Another look at the making of Jo. Enjoyed your wondering mind again.

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    1. Thank you, I think! lol This was just one of many stories of my past that I DO remember. Possibly correctly, possibly my own version! *sigh*

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