Now, let me tell you a story about a young boys dream. Because dreams do come true… so never stop.
There was once a young boy, shy and timid, the very image of an introvert if there ever was one. He was somewhat tall and very gangly, awkward in many respects… he knew it so very well. One day, a beautiful young girl of the same innocent age appeared in his life. The vision of her struck him dumb the first moment he saw her. Every time he attempted to speak to her, he stammered and stuttered, failing to form even the simplest of conversation. Yet, so stuck was he by the vision of her, that he would follow the young lady around. Eventually all those who saw, started making jokes about her lost puppy, following in her footsteps. The young boy couldn’t seem to focus or accomplish even the simplest of tasks when his Beautiful Flower was anywhere near. This attracted the attention of his parents, who banned the young girl from the family business where the boy worked, concerned he may never get anything accomplished. The gangly boy would long for the moments when he didn’t work so he could spend time in the presence of his Flower, even if he never spoke a word. They spent many days walking the mountains, exploring graveyards, and sharing a silent companionship.
The young boys Flower would leave at the end of her families short visit each summer. Gangly and Awkward would return to his life of work, school, and work again, waiting for the next summer when his Dream Flower would return, and he would lose the ability to speak once again. His Brother and Sister would tease him relentlessly, but it never seemed to slow his desire to see his Flower or share her company.
Awkward and Gangly continued to follow his vision of Beauty anywhere she went, each time her family came to visit. They would time and again spend memorable moments in the mountains around the small mountain town where he lived. A favorite destination was Buckskin Cemetery, for they both enjoyed reading the tombstones, imagining the stories of those buried so long ago. Wondering at the life they lived, and how death had come so often to such young victims. Slowly, he learned to speak to her, but never to the capacity he wished. He dreamed of the day he might be able to have a real conversation with her, and not stammer or stutter. Perhaps even one day to hold her hand and kiss her lightly on the lips, as the sun settled over the mountain horizon painting the clouds in vibrant colors. Each summer though, she left, and he would have to go back to life as he knew it, leaving the dreams behind but never too far. He was always watching the sunsets lost in dream.
Eventually the young Dream Flower quit coming to visit when her mother made the yearly summer trips. He still dreamed of her, but felt he had lost his chance because of his awkwardness and shyness. He followed his Flowers life as they both grew older and moved on in life to other endeavors. She had married, had children, made a home and family of her own. He had joined the service, traveled the world, come home, found work. He had also married and made a home, lived his life. The two drifted farther and farther apart, eventually losing contact entirely.
One fateful day, Dream Flower found her Lost Puppy on Facebook. She made contact, and waited. Awkward and Gangly, who wasn’t quite so awkward and gangly any longer accepted her friend request, and eventually they started communicating again. Both were having difficulties in their marriages, and soon served as support to each other as first one, and then the other divorced their respective partners. The whole process had brought the two of them closer than ever before, and soon they found they were a perfect match for each other.
The moral of the story is to never stop dreaming, because you never know when your dreams might come true. I have found my dream, and have the opportunity to hold her hand and kiss her lightly on the lips. My Dream Flower has become a reality. She is far more than a simple relationship… more of a soul mate. She is still the most beautiful person I know, inside and out. She has the biggest heart, and understands me better than anyone ever has. I don’t need to dream of sunsets with her any longer, for she is my sunset and sunrise, the most amazingly gorgeous one I have ever seen.
I love you Jennifer, and will for ever more.
When you’re in love, you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
Natalie Clifford Barney