Well today I was having a yardsale at my mother's house when her neighbor from across the street walks over. I've known this woman for quite a while and she's a very sweet woman. Anyway her sister Bobbi Jean works with Turner at Paragon. He and she would talked about us alot while they were at work. Well when she found out we broke up, she came home and told Genelle (mom's neighbor). Apparently when Bobbi Jean asked Turner why we broke up he told her that I was too good for him and that I was special. Now I've always heard that the one guy who deserves you is the one guy who thinks he doesn't. And I thought at first that maybe he was being sarcastic and saying that I was too haughty for him or something of that nature, but that was just a passing thought and my mind didn't tarry there long. Of course this was a while back. I'm thinking maybe when we first broke up. I know alot has happened since then so I'm not sure if he feels the same. I only hope. Lol. There I go hoping again. Hopelessly hoping I won't get my hopes up. Hopelessly hoping he'll one day realize that I'm the one who doesn't deserve him, and hopelessly waiting for him to figure out that he's the best thing I've found and the only man I see at the end of the aisle. I've been angry, I've been foolish, I've been so heartbroke and jealous I couldn't see how it was destructing me. I could, but I didn't see the depth of that destruction and several things it caused me to lose. Some of those things were a good loss, showing me my boundaries and where I need to lye low. Others, well others I'm still trying to get over. Thank God for the friends and family who put up with me. They didn't have to. That roller coaster of emotion still comes around every now and then and a jealous fear runs through me that one day he'll find someone and that someone might not be me. I guess old loves are hard to let go of but the love of your life has to be the worst. I'm sure I could date and meet several other people. I have met other people. Dated any of them? Not really. I can't bring myself to do it. It seems like all the guys that I try to give a chance just aren't my type at all. And I'm not saying that I'm unwilling to give them a try, it's just that one or two things I always seem to find wrong with them. That or I'm just not interested period. lol. Maybe Turner's special. I know we fought and we bickered over the stupidest of things and if I had any of that to take back now I would. I wish I could say that I wasn't still in love with him. It's a love so immeasurable and unconditional that it really is indescribable. I found him young and I know where my heart will always lye. Being with someone else, thinking about someone else just seems wrong. Mountains on mountains of ideas have popped into my head out of jealous rage. Bitterness took me over and swept me away. Hopefully that's not an issue anymore. I've seen Turner with girls and while it drove me crazy, I just left. I j would leave to get some fresh air and calm myself, letting myself know that somehow, God would take care of me. I remember a specific day at camp when he was hanging out with two Kentucky blondes in front of me. Laughing, having a wonderful time, while I was just bleeding inside feeling like I'd lost my best friend. And in all reality, I had. I lied. I had to go the store to get some supplies. Turned out that Bruce needed some stuff for a head cold so it gave me a reason to go to Wal-Mart. On the way there I listened to everything that allowed me to feel what I needed to feel. I finally stopped on a Tonic song. No, not Lemon Parade, though it hits close to home. It was Soldier's Daughter.
"Hey Little Girl
Keep Dancing
Hey Little Girl
Keep dancing along
Cause there's not enough time in
Your day to keep you here"
Something about that made me see everything would be fine. I didn't know how things would turn out, but they would be fine either way. And I looked up at that beautiful sunset and thanked God for that song and for the wonderful time I spent withTurner.
Yes folks, I am long winded. But I am long winded for a reason. In conclusion is this: At the end of our conversation, Genelle said that her and her sister had talked and they had both agreed that "We thought you both really loved each other." Well they did see us alot. I was stunned for a moment because for us to be so young and for someone of her age to commend us on our love for each other made me feel like maybe we had something more than we had thought. Sure alot of people think that, but maybe was there something there we didn't see then? I know I saw it after the breakup. There was something of a more mature love that grew out of it. Direction is different now and I know where I would have that relationship go. For him I can't say the same. I don't know his thoughts. But all I could tell Genelle when she said that was, "We did. Truth be told I still do" Still shocked I think I stuttered because I was realizing once more a greater love lost than either one of us imagined.
Me and Turner still talk from time to time but never on lengthy basis. Maybe one day that will change with a little help from the good Lord above. I believe somewhere in their our friendship can be salvaged. Maybe a relationship mended. I would love to marry my best friend. But to my friends who helped me thru my trials I want to say thank you once more. For loving me, for listening to me whine, even when this was all I ever talked about. The Lord has brought me to this point out of my sorrow and now I can do more than just get through the days. It's cool I feel like a butterfly hatching out of her cacoon for like the first time ever. I've grown so much since. Okay well it's late and I do have to help my step-dad do a tile job in the morning ifI plan on making it to Jeff's wedding. Perhaps things will work out for the good. Either way, I love you guys, I'm tired, and Goodnight. Thanks for listening.



