Thursday, January 4, 2007

I Am Helplessly, Hopelessly In Love


I’m helplessly and hopelessly in love, by the way, and when I asked her to marry me, she said Yes…
Oh, happy happy, joy joy!
My heart, my soul and my mind are hers, forever.
To think that I might find love at this stage of life and in my situation was unimaginable just a Short while ago.
She changed all that with a smile, a beckoning, a look and a word, “yes.”
When I am alone, I think about her.
When I’m with others, I think about her.
And, when I am with her, I think about her.
I am completely immersed in thoughts about her.
My feelings dangle from my sleeve for all to see.
My silly grin arrives before I do.
I float from place to place, never touching the ground for very long.
Beauty is everywhere, surrounding me and leaving me breathless.
To be touched by her is a gift of heavenly proportions and as all-encompassing.
I miss her the moment we part and live in hope and praise of her until we meet again.
“Hello” from her is a “Welcome Home.”
I shall love Che-Che forever…

May I Have This Dance...?

From: CC

Sent: Sunday, December 17, 2006 1:20 PM
To: Dick Hoyer
Subject: Re: FW: The Bear Blessing

Hahah..cute bears.. its better to be a bear for me could do those things , no hassles, no pressures.. bear's life is filled with adventures, relaxation, happiness..and real love. Now, i wish to be a bear..Right-click here to download pictures. To help protect your privacy, Outlook prevented automatic download of this picture from the Internet.wish the same things to you, more relaxation, good sleep, good health with exercise, someone to dance with (hope it could be me) , a bit of adventure, good looks, and of course most of all-- the comforts of real love. May you have more blessings toO, more happiness in life..

My Dearest Princess CC,

I am filled with joy by your thoughts and words.

“May I have this dance…for the rest of my life?”

For the first time in my life, I understand what is meant by “real love.” Unusual that it would be in this way, isn’t it? We’ve both been seeking that one person that fits like a glove over our spirit and soul. Someone that understands and appreciates and leads the applause for us… I’m sure we each wonder if this is really happening, that “real love” could be within reach despite the distance and the years.

You speak to a part of me that has never been spoken to before, the part that wants to be free, to sing and dance and to reflect thoughts and feelings openly through arts or letters. You say the things that I think about. You see what I portray in my art that others only wonder about. You reveal yourself like peeling an orange; a little at a time, knowing when to speed up and when to slow down. You know how to involve others in cheering me on, keeping me going and encouraging success habits.

You are beyond sweetness and provide a serious but light personality, strengthened by your confidence to face almost anything. I see who you are and breathe to the Universe “…thanks, even if for only just a little while, thanks for letting me spend some time with her, this one, this CC.”

You are incredibly special CC; everybody wants to be your friend. We all want to say something nice about you to others to show them we are special, too, just because we know you. You are different from anyone I’ve ever known. You combine the graciousness of royalty with the earthy desires of a dark side. To most others, it is the Princess they see. To a very fortunate few (right now maybe just one other person--me) your posture speaks louder than anything you could ever say. When you revealed an appreciation for the “other side,” the final piece of your personality puzzle came to light. I knew there was something you held deep inside. I couldn’t understand how you could just study and have no outside interests. I could understand your motivation to become an accountant. There had to be something that interested you and kept your complex mind satisfied. When you told me and showed me and discussed with me those interests, I knew that peace and happiness were very close by for a “soulmate” appeared.

A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we’re two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we’ve found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.

About courtship with Leslie Parrish by Richard Bach

I found that quote by Richard Bach, one of my favorite authors, when I was searching for a good definition of a soulmate to share with you. Before you landed on my window-sill like a tiny bird, I thought that finding a soulmate was for other people or the movies. I changed my thinking in February, 2005, when I made an art of you. For me, you revealed yourself to me. You were saying to me, “Stay with me for you will have the adventure of a lifetime.” If I can count that day as when I fell in love--whilst for a long time I was silent-- I now celebrate.

Please don’t be afraid of anything you feel. You have a right to those feelings; they are yours alone. It’s okay to be joyous or sad. It’s totally okay to feel anger and despair. It’s absolutely okay to feel a need for pain and to feel sexy at the same time.

What you do with those feelings, how you act them out, calls for careful thought, of course. Here, you showed me the thinker part of you. In that portrait, you said there was more to you than just a pretty voice. I waited and you were true to your message.

The best is yet to come…

Mr. Big Right