Another resurrection.
That second date mentioned above…
On my second date, almost 2 years back now, I met a rather intriguing, singular lady.
Within about an hour we had told each other all the “bad” stuff some might say is called baggage these days.
She is complex, troubled by her past life and where she is at present, truth be told. She perhaps feels an outsider in life and thinks she is invisible to some.
I took to get immediately.
Been going out with her for 2 years now, in a couple of weeks.
I love that she doesn’t see my many flaws as, well, flaws. She also thinks that she is the “hard work” one of the two of us, which she genuinely isn’t.
She indulges me rambling on about bikes and how important it is that I ride the SDW without crashing out again. Even seeming interested when I ramble on about some of the fantastic threads and people in this mystical place called “that biking forum I go on.”
She worries me, amazes me, wears me out, sometimes emotionally, sometimes physically and has made me cry more than once…. not even for bad reasons. It scares me to think of life without her. An exquisite pain I thought I’d grown out of many years ago
The following is stolen from a great movie but relevant, “she makes me want to be a better man.”
How are the rest of you intrepid adventures getting on?