STILL smiling….

G and I don’t get to chat during the day because he is SO busy with his job. He starts at 4am and is done around 1 to 2pm depending on if he is on the production floor or training someone new. So there are days when he is training someone, that he can be there till 3:30pm.

I look forward to each text he sends. He is so sweet and funny. We talk and talk and talk. And I met him online 2 weeks ago. We met in person just last Saturday and I feel like I have known him for years. Like he belongs with me. How strange is this?

He says he hasn’t stopped smiling since Saturday either.

I was driving into town last night just smiling and thinking happy thoughts when it hit me.

I haven’t felt this way since I met Nick.

I couldn’t breathe.

This is going to take some processing.you are going to be happy but first I will make you strong

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About Boo

Grandmother to 11 now...With a possibility of 2 more being adopted!! Getting back into life after losing the love of my life to cancer. Read my struggles with daily life........or don't. But I hope it helps ONE person get thru the same thing I went thru......
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12 Responses to STILL smiling….

  1. Ronda says:

    ❤ ❤ ❤

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  2. Teresa says:

    This is exactly what you need. Enjoy. You never know where life takes us.

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  3. That’s wonderful! So happy for you.
    But please enjoy it (and him) for what it is. I know it’s hard, but constantly comparing it with what you had with Nick might be a set up for disappointment.

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