| Thursday, February 01, 2007 |
How it really ended |
Okay so where did I leave off? Yes that’s right we had just returned home from Europe and I was in a state of euphoria. My dreams were all coming true, finally, finally he had agreed to commit. For years we had been in and out of each other lives, we survived heartbreak, break-ups, affairs and just when I thought it was over for good, my knight returned. I always knew in my heart of hearts that he was the one for me, we were just so … so good together and the sex, ah yes the sex. Everything was working out the way I always hoped it would, he was the man of my dreams, successful, handsome, smart, sexy. We were going to be an item, a couple. I might even meet his mother. OMG his mother!
Once back in the city we discussed putting my apartment on the market and moving in together. My head was filled with wedding plans. Who would I wear? Uh, ooohhh Vera Wang, wait maybe Dior or Chanel, no, no Monique yes that’s it Monique Lhuillier. Forgive me I sound so wrapped up in material things. What really matters, what’s really important is that after so long we are together, he always made me feel so safe, so secure. When we were together nothing else mattered.
Then one evening everything fell apart. We met for dinner and he told me she was back, his ex-wife. She had called him and he was confused, uncertain about his feelings for her, for me and he didn’t want to hurt me, not again. Not AGAIN! What did he mean not again? It was already again. He looked so sad, lost I couldn’t help myself I wanted to reach out and comfort him. What was the matter with me?
That was it. That was the end; it was over in one heartbeat he was gone, forever. Thank God for girlfriends, Martinis and designer shoes, the next year was hell on earth but they helped pull me through.
One fateful day my editor introduced me to her nephew Alex, he was a nice guy, cute, successful, funny and he so reminded me of him. They looked so alike, I was curious I just had to find out … We fell in love. It wasn’t that kind of can’t-live-without-you kind of love, it was a comfortable love. It wasn’t a ridiculous and all consuming kind of love, it was a safe love. Did we have the same chemistry? Um no. Was the sex OMG to die for kind of sex. No, it wasn’t. It was a warm, soft place, a secure place, a sanctuary of commitment, a place I could stay. So 5 years later I find myself somewhere I never thought I’d be, home in the burbs, yes the burbs, the city far behind me, my Fendi bags and Jimmy Choo’s don’t get much action these days, neither do I for that matter, but the life that grows inside me fulfills me in ways I never thought possible. The hopes and dreams in this little round ball that has stretched my tummy to the max have expanded my soul and the possibilities seem infinite. What will the future hold for us? I’m not sure but a good friend of mine once said:
“Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart.”
My name is Cori. I am a full-time stay-at-home mom of two little boys, Matt almost 3 and Cameron 17 months. While I am posting here as part of this month's blog exchange, Alex Elliot is sharing her thoughts on my blog SAHMbles ... Click here to check out the other posts this month, and to get more info on the blog exchange.Labels: Blog Exchange |
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Oh that was well done!
I can't guess who it is... Guess I need to bone up on celebs' love lives?