Sunday, July 8, 2012

PERSONAL/LOVE: FAMILY USED TO CALL ME "HOPELESS ROMANTIC"

Friends and family used to call me a "Hopeless romantic," but after so many years, they understand now that I approach potential love with strength and maturity. When I fall, I may fall harder than most, but I also get back up and somehow rise up a more loving and giving person...not that I am perfect, far from it. However, I don't wither, but instead blossom and deepen in color like a rose reaching it's full potential. I have experienced the highs and lows of relationships. I acknowledge the pitfalls; yet find the lessons they offer fascinating. I am capable of giving and sharing my complete and honest self, including my strengths and weaknesses. I am not afraid, even when I acknowledge a move to be bold and scary. Always out to learn and grow more to reach my greater potential, I no doubt chose the exceptional and extraordinary. This is a class all by itself. Neither money nor success alone can define it, but you must match me in this way. Beauty does not stand on its own here, either, but I must find you attractive by my standards. Inner beauty, strength inside and out, the ambition to be significant in this world and the knowledge to understand the difference between success and significance are but a few qualities, which define this echelon. I am looking for extraordinary and exceptional love, one that lasts a lifetime, like my grandparents shared. I meet plenty of potentially qualified women. Some become really good friends. Still, I continue searching for that one person, who is the right fit for me, the person who feels like home, someone who inspires me to be an even better person, like I will inspire her. That is something worth waiting for. I am not looking for the illusion. I want the reality. If I don't discover it in you or you in me, I wish you the best in your search. If what I said resonates with you to the fullest, then you decide what you want to do about that. I won't waste your time, as mine is precious, as well. It's only personal, in that I know what I want, and I won't settle for less. I live a great life. I don't need someone. I want a partner, a distinct difference. I am lucky to know it.

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