Somersault
When I first met Capt Awesome, I had all these rules in my head. What I could and couldn’t do, how long I needed to date a man before I would consider marrying him, etc. I mean really, after several long term relationships that ended in heart break, I really believed it must take an adequate amount of time for one’s heart to recognize the truth. Logically, a few dates could never determine what was about to be a dramatic change in my life. That’s just crazy talk!
So I lived in a momentary state of denial, awe and excitement while my heart made every effort to convince my brain of what existed right before my very eyes. Never mind the butterflies, my stomach doing a thousand somersaults at a simple thought, a smile, a comment…as fluttered memories thwarted every effort at productivity. It wasn’t long before the surrender ended in pure acceptance. And soon my sister took one look at me and said, “You really need not pay attention to those rules you’ve created for yourself.”
She was right and I knew it. Imagination and reality intertwined and there was no mistaking that path any longer. No crossroads, just a straight line in one direction. Clarity. Sweet, blissful clarity.
I remember looking back on the time before that moment, more twelve years ago outside of a Border’s Bookstore; slightly jaded at the string of past exes, mistakes, errors of judgement, etc. ad nauseam. Wondering with skeptical hope if Disney movies had ruined me for the rest of my days. Seeing numerous people in my life married, then divorced. Or worse, married and miserable. Skeptical. But hopeful. Then there he was. Smiling at me with a crinkle in his eye and an all knowing glance as if he had a magic ball in his back pocket.
I can still picture it perfectly today.
So glad am I that I didn’t run screaming for the hills after that amazing first date. That I let the wonder and excitement of it all lead me by the hand in eager anticipation of tomorrow.
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This one is for you, my beautiful friend. May your heart calm any apprehensions and allow you to live in the moment.
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Behind the Scenes - Somersault
It was the second to last day with this wonderful group of friends as we caravan-ed through this crazy landscape called Iceland. Each turn in the road bringing us to a new plot of eye candy. The menu offered up lava fields; remnants of the last volcano on this side of the island, the cooled lava curved and undulated across the Earth weaving a fabric of moss and lichen through time. It was soft to the touch and surprisingly warm considering the briskness in the air. And since we took off our shoes to play in the folds, it tickled our toes.
This particular spot turned out to be a popular one as that deep cut in the lava rock set for an peculiar backdrop.
So I set up my tripod and got the camera ready and in position. Kory and Bonnie got into position as I directed them to the edge, told them my concept and prepared to take the shot.
Then this happened….
I miss my friends...
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