Monday, February 13, 2012


I met my husband at the freshman dance during the first week of college. He had a date with one of my friends.

She was a luscious ripened fruit - sweet and succulent. Guys swarmed around her yearning for a taste.

I was more like a blossom - small and undeveloped. Not many guys were attracted to the scent of potential bloom.

My friend's date was somewhat of a nuisance. He asked me to dance a little too often. He talked to me a little too eagerly. He seemed undeterred by my quiet shyness.

During the next few weeks he sought me out. He pursued me relentlessly until I agreed to go out with him. I was perplexed by his perseverance and mistrusted his intentions. Was he just trying to make my friend jealous? But he never asked her out again. They only dated that one time.

He never stopped seeking me out. I grew to love his unyielding hunt for my affections.

And after so many years, you'd think he'd stop. But he still insists on finding me - in a different way. Now he searches and celebrates when he finds and helps uncover facets of me that I would have left hidden, pieces of me still unfolding in this creative process called life.

I am so grateful that when he first saw me, scrawny and shy at that dance, he thought to himself, That's the girl I'm going to marry, and he did. I thank whatever stars aligned, winked and arranged the cosmos, so that our hearts could recognize the ever-burning spark in each other, so worthy of pursuit.


  1. THAT's AMORE !

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    1. smiles....what a cool love wife was with another guy at the party we met at...hehehe

  2. How sweet, Myrna! I'm so glad you have a wonderful husband to share your life with!

  3. "I was more like a blossom - small and undeveloped."

    Men are not so stereotyped in what turns them on as women seem to think based upon what popular culture tells them. I think it's probably also true that even if a man gets a woman who represents his perfect image of what a woman should look like, he will start wanting a woman who doesn't look that way.

  4. What a lovely way to meet and stay together. I wish you warmth, joy and love forever.

    Happy Valentines day, dear Myrna.

    Joy always,

  5. Reminds me of this quote:

    ‎"There are two sorts of constancy in love -- one arises from continually discovering in the loved person new subjects for love, the other arises from our making a merit of being constant." ~ Duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613 - 1680)

    Happy Valentines Day! Thank you for sharing your lovely stories -- Now that I've discovered you, I can't seem to get enough ;-)

  6. Dear Myrna, what a lovely romantic tale! How lucky you are to have met such an incredible man so early in your life, one that fell head over heels in love with you the moment he laid eyes on you. Indeed, so many of us search endlessly to be loved and some of us never find that kind of love. A true love that only grows stronger and is everlasting.
    Happy Valentines day to you and your great man.;)

  7. A lovely romantic relationship. You are one of those fortunate ones Myrna. God bless you.

  8. such a beautiful and tender story....sigh...

  9. Oh Myrna, my heart sings when I read about love like this. I know just what it means, as I share a very special love with my husband. I am so happy that you share this too. We are blessed in so many ways, we should never forget that!

  10. A beautiful, romantic, beautifully romantic post! What love. I am happy for you.

  11. Myrna a romantic story and I must say your husband was persistent... He knew what he was looking the minute he saw you...

  12. My dear Myrna,
    Your husband, even back then was a smart might have thought you were imperfect, but in his eyes, you were and still are beauty personified. I don't know him, but I already like him (smile). I eat, breathe, live this kind of love. Valentine's is just for one day. My love is 24/7/365(6) and everyday is Valentine's for me (smile).
    Thanks for sharing.

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