It doesn’t rain very often in San Diego.
Winter is also not quite what I grew up with in the midwest. That’s what makes rainy morning snuggling so exquisite. Now I know that the special magic of those first few kisses and the electricity of those first expressions of intimacy are breath taking and intoxicating.
But I am here to tell you, when I scootch over and glue myself to my sleeping husband…the spooner to his spoonee, there is nothing better. This morning I am extra grateful for my sweet heart and it is not just because he turned over and wrapped his arms around me for a precious 15 minutes before we got up.
Lar and I have been through our share of challenges in our short marriage. Both of us have had some health and personal challenges. We, like many baby boomers, are readjusting our vision and our dreams due to the new economy.
Yes, the first few weeks of our relationship were filled with stolen kisses and passionate embraces and other x-rated fun. But when all is said and done, once our biology calmed itself and we settled into the delicious rhythm of our daily routine, the gentle unfolding of our relationship has brought deep satisfaction.
Don’t get me wrong, the strolls on the Italian Riviera, beach walks in Hawaii and cocktails on the fantail of a cruise ship are beyond fabulous. I am deeply grateful for our good fortune and travel experiences. However, the best part of my life with Lar is the day to day companionship.
I love how free I am to be myself. I love how I feel when I am with him. I love planning our days together. I love how involved he is in his own interests. I love when I am home alone and he is out and about. I love when we are on the couch, fire lit, he with his paper, me writing this post.
I love rainy morning snuggling.
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romance in their lives is haunting. “Why do I keep attracting the jerks and losers?”
nothing to do with your past lovers or the emotionally distant relationship you might have with your dad.
deeply.
She fell hard and, lucky for her, so did he. Janna and Dan began hanging out together as often as they could. They didn’t really date, they just hung out. It was comfortable and fun and felt very right.
trusted women again. Holding her heart closed from other girls, she could comfort herself knowing she couldn’t get hurt like that again.
naïve and open, bless its heart) desire to fulfill both a girlfriend’s and a boyfriend’s roles, the result is always devastating.
Learning to open your heart again toward women will put you on the fast track to receiving the man the Universe has been trying to bring to you.
He takes responsibility for himself and I wish him all the best in his search for peace and reconciliation. Thanks for that Tiger.
What moves me the most is that each of us has something. Everyone of us has something we have done or are doing that could embarrass us if we were in the public eye. We may not have been unfaithful in such a flagrant way, but we sure have made some HUGE blunders in our private lives.
I hope that Elin and Tiger can find answers to all that has happened. Whether they are married or not, they are parents of itty bitty kids who need them to recover and restore balance. True Love can be romantic love and often is. But True Love is something else.
True Love loves in spite of error. True Love honors growth and change. True Love teaches that mistakes are not fatal. True Love sustains during horrible circumstances.
I wish Tiger all the luck in the world. I was so disappointed in him at first. Today I am compassionate and send him love and support. Having to do all of this in the public eye makes a tough situation even worse and I appreciate his words today. I am still a fan.
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Only once in every 20 years, the blue moon appears on New Year’s Eve, as it will this year. On a plain physical level what is happening is that the moon is out of phase with the days. For it to make its complete cycle it’s about 29.5 days. It doesn’t coincide with our month, and that’s why it is out of sync with our Julian calendar. It’s the occurrence of two full moons in one month, which happens every two years, hence the popular quotation “once in a Blue Moon” which means ‘not very often.’ On average, there will be 41 months that have two Full Moons in every century, so you could say that once in a Blue Moon actually means once every two-and-a-half years.
I just finished watching the Tivo’d broadcast of the final performances on America’s Got
Talent. I suppose there was a time when I would have not admitted that out loud, much less in the blogosphere, but now, reality TV has become a part of my life and is no longer a “guilty” pleasure.
I was recovering from a serious illness during the season that David Cook won American Idol and I still clearly remember the impact of those weekly performances. continue
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She slipped off her shoes and tossed the keys into the dish. Her cat rubbed itself in between her ankles forcing
her to stop in her tracks. “Misty!” she grumbled, “Stay out of the way!” The cat ran off with a short meow. Gathering the mail and magazines, she poured herself a glass of wine and thought how glad she was that her husband wasn’t going to be home for a couple of hours.
Absentmindedly, she paged through Oprah magazine, sipping her chardonnay. Her forgiving cat jumped up on her lap and nudged her hand with its head, begging for a scratch. Once again, she pushed her pet aside, closed the magazine and sank into her thoughts.
“Why is it so hard?” a tear formed in her eye and made its way down her cheek. “What happened to the us we used to be?” Remembering the ease of their early days, the romance and passion that overflowed everywhere causing their friends and family to drool with jealousy made the tears fall faster.
She had been sure this time. Sure that he was different. Sure that she was ready. Sure that this was happily ever after. continue