Ohhhhhhh Ramona.....

So...its Christmas morning, and I'm in love. I'm in the kind of love, that at almost 41 I can honestly say I thought was a fairytale myth. The kind of love that doesn't really exit, outside of a movie. But here I am, and this is my story and I am happy. And it is real. So real in fact that I'm not caught up in the romance of it all, and there is a lot. But its a step further. It also has the loving bits and tender caring kindness of two people who have been together for 50yrs but still hold hands and make each other tea and ask if the other is cold, and need a blanket. It is unlike anything I have ever experienced or thought possible in my life. And yet here I am, on Christmas morning, staring at my tree, thinking of my love and for once, with hope, the future.