Awake

She awoke to the smell of vanilla and spice that lingered in the air. Her hand still laid on the smooth skin of his chest. She moved her head and fingers to feel that he was real. She had dreamt of this for so long, she was reluctant to believe that he was truly there.
She opened her eyes, expecting to see only pillow and to awake from her dream, but there he was, she smiled at the thought that they were now man and wife. She leaned up on her elbow as to improve her point of view. She wanted to study every inch of his face, the stubble that had grown overnight on his chin, the way his eyes looked while he slept, The way that his mouth slightly curved into a smile. She wondered if he dreamt while he silently slumbered, if he thought of her as she thought of him. She could not keep the distance between them any longer, she moved silently, careful not move the sheets. She softly put her lips to his cheek, holding her them to his skin and breathing in the smell of his aftershave from the day before.
He stirred, sighing as he slowly opened his eyes. She moved slightly back to meet his gaze. She was surprised by the happiness that was expressed through his eyes, with no words spoken.
His hand was to her cheek before she even noticed it moving. He pulled her close, until their noses touched, his lip grazing hers, teasing. He paused, keeping her face there. He whispered "Your really here, this isn't a dream?" Astonished by his words she could not move her lips in reply, only nodding in accord. "I love you, my wife". She smiled at his sentiment as his lips crushed against hers with passion.

To Dream

Okay, so last night I had a boys night with my nephews, tonight, is girls night with the nieces.
Don't get me wrong I love my nephews and I love hanging out with the boys, but after all, I am a girl!!
We are watching two chick flicks, ate chinese take out and did pedicures on each other.
The first movie I made them watch was one of my favorites!!! Grease 2! I realized that its the movie that made me start to like men on motorcycles. The good guy, with the bad streak. He takes her on a ride in the afternoon and as it turns to night, they stop and kiss in the sunset. This has long been a day dream of mine. Well now, it is also my nieces day dreams. They said the guy was PERFECT. They now love motorcycles and guys with british accents. Which makes me laugh, and I am sure would make none of their parents all too happy.
To be a girl. To be able to day dream, even "to dream the impossible dream". It has its drawbacks, and I have felt them recently, I'm not so sure why, but once in a while, on a night like this, I enjoy everything about being a girl. The pedicures, the painted nails, the purses, the hair, getting dressed up, and of course the shoes. Romance is a part of all of this, a part of who I am. It has been a part of my being since I was a young girl watching Cinderella, singing along and dreaming of my own Prince Charming to "rescue me".
So for now, and until I find my Prince Charming, I will continue to hope and "to dream the impossible dream".

Day to Day

Okay, I can't think of anything interesting to write right now, but I feel the need, so here goes...

Day to day living is what I have,
I get up, get ready for the day, and either go to work or go to school. After work I go home study, clean and/or do laundry.
Don't get my wrong, I'm not trying to complain, its just the day to day living becomes somewhat... monotonous at times.
It seems everyone is dating, getting married, or having children.
I have been divorced nearly 5 years and have not been very lucky (ever really) when it comes to dating.
This sometimes has been a blessing, and sometimes a curse.
I have realized that a lot of how a person feels is their outlook on life. I have tried through many of my struggles and trials to look on the bright side of things. If things in my life had not gone the way that they have, I would not have the job I do now, I would not be able to support myself the way I do, I would not be going to college so that I could have my dream job, and I would not be as independant as I am now. I am so grateful for all that I have and have been through.
When the walk is long and each step gets harder and harder to pick up your feet you just wish you could see the end of the trail. I feel I have come to this, each day is harder to wake up to and do the daily things that I must do to continue in this life, I just want a peak, just a look at the end of the trail, or the book of my life and see "Happily Ever After".
I think I could continue this day to day living if I knew the end was worth it. Right now all I have is hope & faith that that dream ending is getting closer with each day.