My consultant at JC was a young, tall, long haired,bearded man, who was sweet and easy to talk to. He never made me feel self-conscious about the weight I was losing, which was a first for me. He was also one of the boys that taught me how to talk to men in a open way, without being shy about it. Somewhere along the way he developed a crush on me. At first I was okay with going on dates with him, but something snapped inside me. I felt sad and angry that he liked me. He was someone that I felt like I didn't have to worry about. He was relentless in the way I wished for someone to be with me, but I just kept leaving him hanging. Even going so far as standing him up on dates. Something just didn't feel right about it.
Finally on July 5th, 2008, my bearded fellow walked into my life. He had long red beard, with long blonde hair, and a tan headband on. Once he finally walked over to me, introduced himself, the world seemed to disappear and all I saw was him. As corny as that sounds, it really is the truth. He was warming my heart to love with his kind words of interest.
|July 5th, 2008. First meeting.|