Donna, I'm doing quite well

[Guest guest]

Donna:

I must say, things are going nicely. I've stepped off the dating-go-

round, and I'm sitting still with the man of my dreams, literally. I

dream about him regularly.

His name is Dave, and he's originally from Madison, Wisconsin. He's

51, a research fellow at a computer science laboratory, and he's got

a PhD in mathematics from Princeton, but he's down-to-earth, sweet,

gentle and funny. He plays piano, he's an avid reader, and he loves

to dance—country & western and square dancing. He's also very hairy,

with a full beard which I love. When he's wearing his leather

jacket, he looks like such a biker. When he's in the cowboy hat and

boots—WOOF! I love that he can look so rugged yet be so thoughtful

and kind.

Dave and I met a little over a year ago at a square dancing event.

We've seen each other at square dancing events many times. In late

March of this year, Dave asked me to dance at another event. The way

we thank the square after a dance is with a hug. Well, that hug

lasted a little longer than usual. Then we spoke for a while, and

when it was time to dance again, we danced together again. The thank-

you hug turned into a thank-you kiss, and another dance, and more

kisses.

He offered to drive me home after the dance, and we ended up making

out in his car in the parking lot for an hour. That was Saturday

night. He ended up spending the night at my place, and we slept in

each others arms. I've never met such a cuddly sleeper as Dave. He

didn't leave until Sunday night after he took me country & western

dancing. We two-stepped around the dance floor, then this romantic

country ballad came on, and we did the country waltz. I was in

heaven; as we spun around the dance floor, I rested my face in the

nape of his neck. Afterwards, we shadow danced, a sensual two-step

where the leader (Dave) dances with his chest and stomach on the

follower's (me) back. Then came the barn dance which is a line dance

that everyone does and you end up dancing with many partners until

you end up with your original partner. Finally, there was one more

waltz, and yet again, I was dancing with Dave. I'm pretty much a

novice when it comes to country & western dancing, but Dave is a

veteran. It's so great to dance with someone who knows what he's

doing.

Well, we've spent each weekend together since then. And last night,

we hit another milestone (that is the word Dave used): our first mid-

week sleepover. But the real milestone was May 1st when we decided

to date exclusively. Dave actually emailed me this morning asking me

to put a date on " our " calendar. We're making plans for a Memorial

Weekend get-away, even if it's just a day trip somewhere. He

mentioned that he'd like to go to Hearst Castle. And the gay &

lesbian square dancing convention is coming up in July, so we're

gonna fly down together and share a hotel room, and he's gonna buy

our tickets using his tons of frequent flyer miles.

So… I spent money on yahoo personals and match.com, and here I found

a boyfriend square dancing. Maybe I was (as the song goes) " Looking

for love in all the wrong places. Looking for love in too many

faces. " Isn't that a song from Urban Cowboy (how fitting)? To

answer your question, I'm doing fine, mighty fine indeed. Yee haw!

I can't believe how my life has changed in three years. I used to

live a empty sort of half life, an existence really. Now, I'm out

most nights dancing or going to church, being with people and living

life. My life is full of dance, and sport and laughter. Dare I say

that I've also found love? I don't know if we can call it love yet,

but my friend said that since we've been dating, Dave has been

so happy, almost bubbly. And me? Now my dreams have a face and a

name, but the wonderful thing is that the dream is real; he's got a

voice that speaks my name, arms that hold me tight, and a heart that

beats with mine.

And all this came about when I decided to finally take care of

myself. It started with that 10% that seemed so impossible until I

believed I could do it. The feelings I get from life are more

delicious than any cake or candy bar or fast food burger. My life

nourishes my soul like food never could.

I wish everyone the fulfillment I've found in my life. Nothing's

perfect, but heck, it's one hell of a ride.

Francisco

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> Francisco

> I lost the weight the same way the 1200 cal to the T, and with

forcing myself to exercise faithfully. How are you this days? Take

care. Donna J.