Dear Love.......How Did You Get Here?

It came unsuspectingly as ofttimes love does.
Without notice, or prior arrangement.
In a quiet sort of way, catching us off guard.
I wasn't looking for it, and I'm sure it wasn't looking for me.

Isn't that probably the best kind of love?
One that isn't preplanned, that has no previous expectations, thus no disappointments?
Just what would naturally evolve over time. 
On it's own.
(Sounds like some narrated, Hallmark movie...)

Well, that is how it happened with us.
We just met unexpectedly when co-workers introduced us and it started from there.
I can't speak for them, as for me- that it was love at first sight- but there was sure a curiosity to get to know more.

Each day we found ourselves waiting to be reunited after work.
Almost dependent on one another for our daily interactions, sharing meals, and snuggles.

It didn't take long before all that caring for another turned into compassion, causing hearts to expand with love as we watched and experienced us growing through it.
Each of us looking forward to our meetings, happy to see each other, "making" our day.

From past experience, sometimes, ofttimes, I have been hurt by love leaving when I wasn't ready for it to end.
I knew that this was a good possibility from the start as we were different breeds, but I did not want that to stop me from fully being who I am.
And to not care and share myself and allow another's sweet heart and life into mine just because I wanted to avoid the pain that comes from loss.

And you know what?, that time came...today.
I had to say goodbye to the sweet love that had entered my life and touched my heart just a short while ago.

But I am not sorry, and I would do it again,
Because the joy I had in that short time, and the love that I grew to have and share, renewed and energized my belief in love!;
even knowing in the beginning, that there was a good possibility it wasn't going to last forever.

Dear Love,  
I don't know how you got here, but I'm glad you came, and I hope you visit again soon!
Kitty Foster Momma 

Here are pictures of my latest love who just went to their new home today:

                         





 "For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love." ~Carl Sagan
  


 "True love stories never have endings." ~Richard Bach  (Thanks, Bonnie)
   


   
 

The Cybership: Acceptable Insanity (SHORT STORY)

I decided to try my hand at a short story.


As the hands of the clock approached midnight, unlike the classic fairy tale, the night was just beginning.  At the click of a modern-day mouse, the magic would commence-with one letter at a time; transforming ordinary words into extraordinary descriptions of a secret life just waiting to be expressed.

The fact that she was computer illiterate (a Luddite at that), had little effect and was not a deterrent to keep her from typing and texting out the life she had longed for but had only experienced vicariously; mostly through movies made to melt a woman's heart but bore a man while making him squirm. 

She spent hours configuring- if only- in words.  Painting pictures between lines, of vivid moments depicting what love looks like in an "us bubble"; too ideal to be true, yet too true to the heart not to be pursued.

She was able to formulate thoughts, dreams, and ideas, anywhere and anytime; often making it difficult to concentrate on her work at hand.  Sometimes even blurring reality with her fantastical images and thoughts surrounding her new project-that of creating something which before seemed improbable.  That of a cyber-ship.  A relationship formed and bonded in space.  The space of time and verbiage.....something she had honed to an art.

As the interactions became frequent and consistent, so did the anticipation of advancing to the next level.  The physically, non-physical level, accepted under the circumstance yet still desirable.  A level mixed with skepticism, uncertainty, and vulnerability.  A level probable to cause concern for one's sanity if ever exposed.  Yet she continued to wait for the change, the sign, that it wasn't insane at all, but possible and even inevitable.  And during an exchange of promise, it happened without notice.

Hard drives and hardware could not keep her from feeling the warmth of his kiss as he moistened her mouth with his, causing her emotions to drown any sensibilities--that what she was experiencing was impossible.  Because for her, every vital sign in her body testified otherwise.

So what'd you think?