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It is Sunday, and as I say in my last post, Minda she has made blog in her journal so I copy it for to read yes.
Subject: I Was With Him Today
Mood: Blissful
Many of my friends have asked me why I call myself his rainy day woman. No, it isn't because he comes to me when he's down and certainly not because he comes to me when he has no other woman to keep him company. If you knew him as well as I know him, you'd be aware that having no other woman to keep him company is not a possibility neither is it a probability in his world.
My friends in college started calling me his rainy day woman in a teasing way when he and I first started going together because they knew that I had LITERALLY met him in the rain One day during a horrible storm, I was hastening to my Math class with my coat over my head to shield my face from the vicious drops of water striking me. I was making great time until I ran into what seemed to be an immovable object and also dropped my books out of my arms. The object, as I found out when I dared to take my coat off my head, was CJ. Oh yes, I KNEW who he was. This was one of the boys that the sorority girls all deemed to be a trophy if they could manage to get a date with him. Although I was a member of a sorority, I certainly wasn't one of the petite, slender girls with long dark hair that he seemed always to seek and with whom he was seen often. I was neither petite nor slender,actually I was a bit chubby during that time of my life, and I had very short blond hair.
When I had captured my breath, the immovable object started to bend down to retrieve my books from the ground. Unfortunately, I started to do the same thing, and our heads crashed together with a deafening thud. He stood back and cocked his eyebrow at me and then shook his long black hair somewhat like a dog shakes when he is getting out of water. This completely captivated my attention, and I couldn't help but stare at him in awe as he told me that I must be in a very big hurry. I explained quickly and nervously about my class and being late so he asked to walk me to this important destination, but first he held his hand out to me as if to command me to stay put as he reached down to get my books once again, then he pulled me close to him and folded me into his coat protecting me from the rain pelting us both. I can assure you that I did not hear one word that professor said in class because I was preoccupied with the thought that I had had an encounter with this beautiful young man. Realistically, I knew that it was a chance meeting and therefore, probably meant nothing, but I was certain that I'd have a very captive audience at the dorm when I told the girls about my rainy day adventure with this gorgeous boy.
To my complete surprise, when I left my class, there he was standing by the door with an umbrella and a smile that would warm any girl's heart. He told me he thought I probably would need the umbrella since it was going to storm all day. He was patiently waiting for me at my next two classes, and he walked me in the pouring rain to each one of them. We went to the campus cafe for cocoa later that evening, and that was the day which started our relationship. It continued for the next two semesters until I left to pursue my doctorate and he stayed to pursue law. I'm certain that many of my friends wondered what he saw in me, although they were too kind to mention it. We were obviously not a perfectly matched couple on the outside, but the passion we shared made our nights together unforgettable as the lightning struck and the thunder roared even when it wasn't storming outside.
I obtained my doctorate and he went for his law degree, but somehow he got involved with a job he loved and his plans for being an attorney were postponed. Unfortunately, he was tricked into a very unsuccessful marriage which resulted in a charming daughter; a child I think that has saved his sanity many times. I've been there for him through failed relationships and stressful situations over which he had no control. My life has been well planned, but his has been turned upside down by so many things that my heart aches to see him when he's so confused and frustrated. Through all of this, we have managed to stay in contact and yes, when it is raining. I always think of him and I'm very content to be considered his rainy day woman. I do not criticize him nor do I ask him questions about anything or anyone he doesn't choose to bring into our conversation nor do I attack him for anything I've heard he's done. I've found that the best way to keep him coming back to me is simply just to love him. The other women in his life have apparently not discovered this simple rule, and until one of them does, I'll always be the woman he seeks when there is rain in his life, and one day hopefully, I'll be there with him even when the sun is shining brightly in his world.
There are four simple words which describe how I feel about him.
I love him UNCONDITIONALLY, and I let him know that every time we are together.
Subject: I Was With Him Today
Mood: Blissful
Many of my friends have asked me why I call myself his rainy day woman. No, it isn't because he comes to me when he's down and certainly not because he comes to me when he has no other woman to keep him company. If you knew him as well as I know him, you'd be aware that having no other woman to keep him company is not a possibility neither is it a probability in his world.
My friends in college started calling me his rainy day woman in a teasing way when he and I first started going together because they knew that I had LITERALLY met him in the rain One day during a horrible storm, I was hastening to my Math class with my coat over my head to shield my face from the vicious drops of water striking me. I was making great time until I ran into what seemed to be an immovable object and also dropped my books out of my arms. The object, as I found out when I dared to take my coat off my head, was CJ. Oh yes, I KNEW who he was. This was one of the boys that the sorority girls all deemed to be a trophy if they could manage to get a date with him. Although I was a member of a sorority, I certainly wasn't one of the petite, slender girls with long dark hair that he seemed always to seek and with whom he was seen often. I was neither petite nor slender,actually I was a bit chubby during that time of my life, and I had very short blond hair.
When I had captured my breath, the immovable object started to bend down to retrieve my books from the ground. Unfortunately, I started to do the same thing, and our heads crashed together with a deafening thud. He stood back and cocked his eyebrow at me and then shook his long black hair somewhat like a dog shakes when he is getting out of water. This completely captivated my attention, and I couldn't help but stare at him in awe as he told me that I must be in a very big hurry. I explained quickly and nervously about my class and being late so he asked to walk me to this important destination, but first he held his hand out to me as if to command me to stay put as he reached down to get my books once again, then he pulled me close to him and folded me into his coat protecting me from the rain pelting us both. I can assure you that I did not hear one word that professor said in class because I was preoccupied with the thought that I had had an encounter with this beautiful young man. Realistically, I knew that it was a chance meeting and therefore, probably meant nothing, but I was certain that I'd have a very captive audience at the dorm when I told the girls about my rainy day adventure with this gorgeous boy.
To my complete surprise, when I left my class, there he was standing by the door with an umbrella and a smile that would warm any girl's heart. He told me he thought I probably would need the umbrella since it was going to storm all day. He was patiently waiting for me at my next two classes, and he walked me in the pouring rain to each one of them. We went to the campus cafe for cocoa later that evening, and that was the day which started our relationship. It continued for the next two semesters until I left to pursue my doctorate and he stayed to pursue law. I'm certain that many of my friends wondered what he saw in me, although they were too kind to mention it. We were obviously not a perfectly matched couple on the outside, but the passion we shared made our nights together unforgettable as the lightning struck and the thunder roared even when it wasn't storming outside.
I obtained my doctorate and he went for his law degree, but somehow he got involved with a job he loved and his plans for being an attorney were postponed. Unfortunately, he was tricked into a very unsuccessful marriage which resulted in a charming daughter; a child I think that has saved his sanity many times. I've been there for him through failed relationships and stressful situations over which he had no control. My life has been well planned, but his has been turned upside down by so many things that my heart aches to see him when he's so confused and frustrated. Through all of this, we have managed to stay in contact and yes, when it is raining. I always think of him and I'm very content to be considered his rainy day woman. I do not criticize him nor do I ask him questions about anything or anyone he doesn't choose to bring into our conversation nor do I attack him for anything I've heard he's done. I've found that the best way to keep him coming back to me is simply just to love him. The other women in his life have apparently not discovered this simple rule, and until one of them does, I'll always be the woman he seeks when there is rain in his life, and one day hopefully, I'll be there with him even when the sun is shining brightly in his world.
There are four simple words which describe how I feel about him.
I love him UNCONDITIONALLY, and I let him know that every time we are together.