Thursday, December 8, 2011

together

He filled the empty places I had. The places I didn't even realize were empty. My needs.

The need to be seen.  

The need to be loved.

The need to feel like a woman. And be wanted. Really feel wanted.

The need to be heard. And feel like someone really "got" me. Understood me. Heard me.

He was always in charge. Wanting to lend a hand.  Planning. Always planning.

The happiest times were when we did things TOGETHER.  Cooked dinner together. Went on a walk together. Had coffee together. Drank wine together. Went out to dinner together.....

I remember one wonderful dinner out he told me he used to have a recurring dream for many years before we met.    He dreamed that he was out to dinner with a wonderful woman. They were having a conversation that gave him happiness. It was fun and completely enjoyable and satisfying.  Fulfilling. He said this dream would come back to him over and over.... But he could never see the woman's face.   He always wanted a woman he could really talk to... and just enjoy BEING with.  And then he met me.

And he never had the dream again.

He looked me in the eye and said I was the woman....in his dream.

I'm glad of that.

4 comments:

  1. Kathi,

    You and Edd will be in my prayers ! I even shared the little that I know about you and Edd to my husband. And you are now a part of our prayer list...Take care !

    Bernie

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  2. Blessed you both are...
    Hugs and prayers to you and yours~

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  3. What a wonderful story. You two have such a wonderful love, and that kind of love never fades. It's forever. Hugs to both of you. I hope you both can feel comfort from the many prayers going up from many "out here." He sounds like a wonderful man who got the girl of his dreams. Lucky him. Lucky you.

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  4. Kathi, these recent posts are beautifully written. I'm so sorry to hear about what you're going through. I've recently found that writing is the only way I can organize my pain - don't stop. I hope you don't stop. It's the best form of healing.

    I am a friend of Jenni's, and with school and a tough summer it's been a while since I've dropped in on your blog. I'm glad I did today. I think of you, Edd and your family often. You are in my prayers.

    God bless,
    Jenna

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