Visual moments
I think it's why I write in journals, and why I take a million pictures. Poor Ron, there are so many pictures of him. And so few of me... But I know the rest of the family loves the pictures of him. I have a strange mind. As far as I can tell, I don't process things like most people, and I don't have the best memory. Like, I wanted to write this second post, and now I forget what inspired me. Oh. The picture on my google profile, with this blog. It doesn't take long for my brain to travel a hundred paths and forget to look back. Pretty sure there is no ADHD involved. I wish I could transfer pictures from my iPad to this blog. I will try to improve my posts with pictures.
I love pictures! I love the moments they capture. The google picture was from when I worked at the Hard Rock Hotel, and we were at a restaurant there. I was on a date with Ron. He had won tickets to a George Michael contest on the radio. How random is that? I think about dating Ron, and I think about the Hard Rock years, but I completely forget about things like that concert. Until I see a picture. I should change the picture to a current one, but that is an "I'm in love!" picture. Maybe I will take a picture on our next date and compare. But it's so different now. The longer you go, the deeper the love gets.
Have I ever mentioned my favorite definition of love? I forget who said it, but he said: When I say "I love you!" it's not a description of how I feel, it's a promise of my behavior. I love you Ron. Thanks for all the moments, they just keep coming!!!!
Thanks for making me a better person. Thank you for letting me be human, with all it's guts and glory. Thank you for sharing the entire full human experience with me. I love you with a fierceness.
My heart belongs to you. Your shoes look good sitting by the door next to my shoes.
Update, and on top of all that mush, we just came back from snorkeling. I am in love with the man who takes me snorkeling!! It was very magical. And now we can do it all the time! Today was my first time with fins and all that. I can't wait to go back!!! I will have to figure out how to post the pictures from the underwater camera. The coolest fish I saw was a puffer fish about the size of my hand. He wasn't blown up, he was just staying very still, at the bottom. I've attached a picture of one that resembles the guy I saw. The world under the water is so mind blowing. It's just unbelievable. Plus, I love the sound of silence. And not just because Disturbed has the best new version of the song. I love to hear them sing it, but that's another story. I love hearing only my breathing. I could have stayed at the first little dip in the floor for an hour. There were so many fish there. We only swam around an area about 50 by 300 feet, where half of the time it was so shallow my belly almost scraped bottom. The deepest was 10 feet. When we walked in to the water, it felt like nothing. It didn't feel hot or cold. So it was the strangest thing, it was body temperature. The water not being cold, is an odd feeling. Not feeling my own weight on my own 2 feet, that was odd too. Swimming with the angel fish, that was odd. It was like becoming a fish. It was like breathing underwater. It's like when I read a book, and I feel like I am in another time and place. The ocean is a fantastic place to be!! I felt like I won the lottery. I felt like a new dimension was added to my world. It's amazing how we are affected so much by what we see.
I have always loved Ron, now I love snorkeling too. I was very nervous. My favorite moment was looking around, and finally spotting Ron. I found out that when you smile, it affects the suction of the mask on your face. Seeing Ron underwater was just the coolest thing. And swimming with his hand in mine, was monumentally romantic.
I love pictures! I love the moments they capture. The google picture was from when I worked at the Hard Rock Hotel, and we were at a restaurant there. I was on a date with Ron. He had won tickets to a George Michael contest on the radio. How random is that? I think about dating Ron, and I think about the Hard Rock years, but I completely forget about things like that concert. Until I see a picture. I should change the picture to a current one, but that is an "I'm in love!" picture. Maybe I will take a picture on our next date and compare. But it's so different now. The longer you go, the deeper the love gets.
Have I ever mentioned my favorite definition of love? I forget who said it, but he said: When I say "I love you!" it's not a description of how I feel, it's a promise of my behavior. I love you Ron. Thanks for all the moments, they just keep coming!!!!
Thanks for making me a better person. Thank you for letting me be human, with all it's guts and glory. Thank you for sharing the entire full human experience with me. I love you with a fierceness.
My heart belongs to you. Your shoes look good sitting by the door next to my shoes.
Update, and on top of all that mush, we just came back from snorkeling. I am in love with the man who takes me snorkeling!! It was very magical. And now we can do it all the time! Today was my first time with fins and all that. I can't wait to go back!!! I will have to figure out how to post the pictures from the underwater camera. The coolest fish I saw was a puffer fish about the size of my hand. He wasn't blown up, he was just staying very still, at the bottom. I've attached a picture of one that resembles the guy I saw. The world under the water is so mind blowing. It's just unbelievable. Plus, I love the sound of silence. And not just because Disturbed has the best new version of the song. I love to hear them sing it, but that's another story. I love hearing only my breathing. I could have stayed at the first little dip in the floor for an hour. There were so many fish there. We only swam around an area about 50 by 300 feet, where half of the time it was so shallow my belly almost scraped bottom. The deepest was 10 feet. When we walked in to the water, it felt like nothing. It didn't feel hot or cold. So it was the strangest thing, it was body temperature. The water not being cold, is an odd feeling. Not feeling my own weight on my own 2 feet, that was odd too. Swimming with the angel fish, that was odd. It was like becoming a fish. It was like breathing underwater. It's like when I read a book, and I feel like I am in another time and place. The ocean is a fantastic place to be!! I felt like I won the lottery. I felt like a new dimension was added to my world. It's amazing how we are affected so much by what we see.
I have always loved Ron, now I love snorkeling too. I was very nervous. My favorite moment was looking around, and finally spotting Ron. I found out that when you smile, it affects the suction of the mask on your face. Seeing Ron underwater was just the coolest thing. And swimming with his hand in mine, was monumentally romantic.
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