once upon a time an alter ego creative met a blue eyed cowboy.
he wooed her with kisses, simple charm, told her that she was the love of his life and invited her to live with him.
her story began before she ever met him, solo too long, nude in self expression, a closet creative – now out of the closet, a starving artist.
strident, resourceful and believing, she put all of her heart and eggs into the cowboy loves me basket.
the move was seamless, the transition intense.
the give and take took something.
she felt in awe of the patience they practiced
she thought how much she was learning from the experience.
four months into it she felt safe and happy.
she could breath.
she could love
she could think again
she began to create.
she believed again in coupling.
cowboy however was not happy.
he had regrets
he felt the responsibilities of something full time was more than he could offer or bear.
he could no longer play house
he ended the relationship.
the shock hit her in the face
vodka, tears and misunderstanding ensued.
he crawled into bed. asleep and sound almost immediately.
she too crawled into bed
how, what, why, now what
the next morning he needed a ride to work.
on the way,
she was struck with a tenderness for him
it was just there.
it was as if her heart was speaking
vs her panic.
she felt sad. so so so very sad
but she wasn’t angry.
listen to this she thought.
he offered her an exit strategy.
a place to stay, time, a small bit of cash
she asked if they could foster civility
lets do this as friends.
and so while the happily ever after isn’t.
and the unexpected has arrived.
the story continues.
once upon a time.
met mr cowboy in september 2013 – his wide eyed smile captured me.
he could not get enough of me
boy did that feel wonderful.
along the way i photographed our journey.
this morning looked at them all.
sobbed my eyes out.
this is the one that i say fits the occasion known as he and I.
says so much
i had the camera on a stool.
sun was streaming in
we had just made drinks.
humor me i said
i used the timer
ms o got into the action.
love her ear here.
she too is part of the story.