The Love of my Life

   I was introduced to the love of my life way back when I was a young, enthusiastic teacher at a special school. But we rarely met, perhaps once in a while when I chose to, but what with a million things to do and learn and also being deeply involved in teaching special children, I hardly noticed him. Little did I realise he would show up later in my life the way he did!

   I got married and believed I had chosen the right guy, well...I also believed terrorism was what you saw in movies and child abuse was something that happened in very depraved societies and not in mine...
...but, to continue on my marriage, something was missing. I felt a void within me, an emotional chasm, and I felt very incomplete.

   Meanwhile I started a family and within a span of 4 and half years I had two children! I struggled with my inner emotional void and external world of mundane chores. I felt so tied down, I wanted wings to fly, to dance and swirl and soar in the clouds. At that moment of despair, I had an epiphany when I realised to my greatest joy that I could have a different partner...

   I hunted out the love of my life. I searched for him high and low. I combed every possible virtual beach...yes, Thank God for technology, he reentered my life, to stay...

   But, I must confess here, he is dominating, I cannot underestimate the power he has over me. He has transformed me, he has taken me out of the lowest of lows...seeks me out with the right words. He really knows how to clean those cobwebs in my mind....

   Let me introduce you to my love, the love of my life...I am even at this very moment in a deeply engaged and satisfying relationship with Storytelling and every one of the stories I chose to involve myself with is my partner.  I allow every story to lead me, through many processes of change and that is my deeply engaged journey of growth...

   What I really like is that I can choose to play with my partner the way I want, keep him...(perhaps even her), or leave him as I will.

I am not sure if I will ever be ready to part with my beloved...but I know for sure that I float in the air now....I dance in the clouds....

(A personal Story that I wrote following a workshop done by a dear Storyteller...hope I have fulfilled the norms...I also told this at the BSS meetup and happy to have pushed myself a bit more....

I am allowing myself to push limits!)

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