My Thoughts These Days

Today was a warm and rainy day the sunlight had just about surrendered to what was going to be a perfect evening just outside my window I could see the moon glow over a freshen breeze and once again summer time is upon us. A good time to look at ones heart and examine the contents inside. My heart is beginning a new its time to dust off the cobwebs and repair the unilateral cracks that make up my heart so many memories, so many good times and I guess one big break that had stopped my heart after my wife had ended our marriage. Life is getting back to normal though, I have been breaking out of the season of unhappiness and slipping into what is to be the second part of a lifelong series of understanding what makes a woman happy. A woman is so different than a man, its hard to comprehend this when you have fallen into the same routine day after day, but one quickly remembers this all to well when your left alone with your thoughts. My thoughts are bringing me to a better understanding of a woman’s heart and how she loves, something I want to feel again and something I want to return in a much different manner this time.

What is it about love that sends us searching, sending us to the top and back to the bottom again? Like the air we breath its everywhere, I watch it everyday in all forms good and bad, when its good its really good and even when its bad its still good. Do we really choose whom we love or are they chosen for us? Isn’t all love for good, I really don’t think God cares who or what we love, just that we do. The object of my affection these days is just a thought of a sweet woman with a sense of humor a lot like mine; she is always on my mind. There are times I can’t take my eyes off of her and then times when she’s not with me she is as present as if she were. She would become the sunlight on my pillow that wakes me up in the morning and the last thought I have before I close my eyes. I can see her becoming every wish I care to make. She is my masterpiece and although not created by my hand I really feel she was created for me, leaving me with this thought, I can’t wait to see her again.