Wednesday, December 2, 2009

day 21

Where do I begin? How do I begin? 21 days, just doesn't seem like that long. Yet in this time I've discovered so much about myself. First, let me start from the beginning. Friday, November 13th, 2009 I meet this very wonderful man. Martin Getz to be exact. I had sent him a message at pof.com and he answered me back. We immediately went to yahoo IM and then talking on the phone and everything was going so well within a matter of 3 days we decided to meet. But only by default. My sister and I were supposed to go out that night but she couldn't make it and I had decided to rent some movies and go home. But then I remembered to call Martin. One of the best decisions I had made in a long time. We watched G.I. Joe and He's just not that into you. Both great movies I think. Martin wasn't really feeling the G.I. Joe but that's o.k. LOL! anyway, from that day on we've been inseparable.
In just a few days, I knew I was in love. Martin is an amazing man. He's romantic, gentle, loving, caring, considerate and did I mention romantic? lol. He sings to me, writes me love letters, calls me when i'm on his mind which is quite often according to the amount of phone calls I receive. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I love you hear his voice. I love it when he sings to me, or slow dances with me in front of the fire place. The Friday after thanksgiving we put up the Christmas tree, he built a fire, enjoyed a glass of wine, a slow dance, some great conversation, a wonderful c.d. he had created back in his d.j. days.
Everything is so perfect, I'm so in love with him. He says he's in love with me too. And his actions scream out "i'm in love with you". He's so cute when he talks to his parents or family he sings "I got a brand new girlfriend".
On Thanksgiving he was so amazing. It would have been very easy for him to convince me he was to tired to pay my Aunt another visit so late in the evening considering we were already there once that day. But he didn't even try, never mind that he had worked the night before and was extremely exhausted. He drove back to my Aunt's house and made it possible for me to see all my cousins and my Aunt Mae, all of whom I had not seen since we were children. I was so happy and so overwhelmed at the same time. Martin said he loved seeing me that happy. I've never has someone care so much about my happiness, my comfort or even my feelings but he does. He makes a conscious effort to think about those things.
His family thinks he's rushing into things too fast. And at first so did we but sometimes when you're sure of things like we're sure of us and what we have there's nothing you can do about it. Just let love take it's course. I love this man, I want to spend the rest of my life making him the happiest man in the whole entire world. He makes me so happy, every free moment I have I find myself thinking about him and how happy he makes me.
Yesterday, we put together a puzzle. We had so much fun doing that. We work out together. We work in the yard together. We are working on putting together a scrapbook of our relationship. We do everything together. I so look forward to the days off we get together, the time we take just to veg. Those moments are the greatest moments of all. I swear I don't think I've ever loved anyone as much as I love Martin. He makes me smile. He fills my heart with emotions I can't even put words to, I just know they put a smile on my face and a song in my heart. I seriously am content with my life just making him happy and attempting to give back to him even just a portion of what he's given me in just these 3 short weeks.