One of my dearest friends made an observation in a conversation not long ago that's bothered me a lot. She said, of my former husband, "He was the love of your life. You completely and totally adored him." And yes, she's right. I did adore him. Utterly. I loved his scent, the texture of his skin, the sound of his voice, how gifted he was at working with people. His soft green eyes melted my heart. My heart skipped a beat when he came through the door. He made the best Spaghetti Carbonara, Veal Scallopini, and Fettucini Alfredo I've eaten anywhere, including in Italy. His touch undid me, made me shiver with delight. He provided amply for our family and was generous with friends and family. There were times when he made me feel so loved, though now I wonder if that was just illusion created by a master manipulator because so much of his secret behavior was inconsistent with loving me and actively undermined our marriage. In any event, his good points as well as the
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Have a good weekend, Boonie
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Good one, Meri.
Will say hello for you !
Happy Friday Beautiful Meri
i have jumped into all this beauty. the sea has always taken me willingly and i have been better for it.
thank you for this baptismal i miss more than words can say.
This is stunning. I live next to the water but you give the foam and spray such a marvelous glow. The colors are amazing and so deeply inviting. I love your haiku. The verse itself is refreshing.
xo,
Noelle
Peace
again, remade and remade
endlessly. Amen.
Thank you Meri for visiting Carola's post.
Sue X
P.S. I gave you the 'stylish blogger award' on my blog. Stop by if you would like to participate. I hope you don't mind :)