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*Nonfiction story written by Rosanne Catalano,
ctrosanne, writer/author & ezine editor, a/k/a R.C.Kayla
(c.) December 14, 2004
"MY FIRST LOVE -- AT AGE 39!"
I remember it was raining the day I met the Love of My Life, and I had not wanted to go out to pick up a former friend, my car was no longer 'new' and wasn't in good shape at all. The driver's door wouldn't close -- something to do with a broken hinge! -- so I had to drive with one hand on the wheel, the other holding the door handle to keep the door from flying open!
But when I pulled into the train station to pick up my friend, will never forget that all I could see in this big, brown Buick was 'his gorgeous face,' his 'sparkling' eyes ... even though my sweetheart wasn't even looking my way. An overwhelming feeling and desire to run to him, kiss and hug him, and to never let him go overtook me in that instant. As if the Lord were guiding me to him and knew my sweetheart would be my true soulmate.
Everything else but 'my sweetheart' had receeded in my vision ... people walking to & from the train station, cars pulling in and out, etc. All just a blur ... even though he still had not noticed me; he wasn't even looking my way! What confused me was that I did not even know this person, why was I feeling this way -- As if 'Cupid's Arrow' had struck me?!?
And then in the next confusing instant at the train station, I see an ugly face -- like the devil -- on the passenger side of this big, brown car. Becoming real scared, I quickly swerved my car away to get out of there ... and felt like an idiot when I heard my friend's voice calling me from the back seat of this big, brown car with the Love of My Life driving it and the devil sitting next to him!
But I had a problem ... The Love of My Life still did not seem to notice me (or so I thought!) until our eyes met and held in the living room of the apartment -- and, even then, I wasn't sure he was actually looking into my eyes as I was his! I sunk to my knees behind my former friend to hide my reaction to my sweetheart (a reaction I had no control over) and the strong 'effect' and 'feelings' he was having over me and the confusion I was feeling about him -- I had never, ever felt this way about anyone before! I guess that is what they mean by love at first sight ...
On our first date, which happened a week after him and I locking eyes in the living room, we were both so darn nervous, you wouldn't believe that we were almost 40 years old. He got lost picking me up (even though he had driven my former friend to my apartment a couple of times before), and I thought he had 'stood me up,' started crying so hard that I looked a 'fright' by the time my sweetheart finally arrived ... I felt like a 'teenager on her first date' -- and found out later that my sweetheart had also felt the very same way.
The Love of My Life was the man I had dreamed of falling in love with all my life, but had never found until that fateful day when all I saw was my sweetheart and what a beautiful man he is -- inside and out ... even though I had been married at 21 and divorced at 33 years of age, I wondered to myself "Where were you all my life?" I finally know what it means to be 'in love' with your soulmate ....
It is now eight years since our fateful 'first date,' and we're still so much in love that kissing in the supermarket is an every day event ....
(c.) 2004 original nonfiction story by
Rosanne Catalano (aka R.C.Kayla),
writer/author & ezine editor ... (this is a true story about how my significant other and I met and instantly fell in love eight years ago; I believe in love at first-sight now... Never did in the past)!
http://www.rosannecatalano.net/my_site.html
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--rckayla,
publisher/author/writer
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