(Just a few of the many reasons)
My Buffie is beautiful inside and out.
Her heart radiates love and compassion. The glow of her kind and giving soul is reflected in the splendor of her smile and the sparkle in her eyes. On those days when life seems too much for me to bear, she can look at me and smile and I know that I am loved and there is a reason for hope. Buffie's hugs are like a warm blanket fresh out of the dryer on a cool autumn night, comforting and relaxing yet at the same time deeply stirring. Her kisses are as exciting to me as a cool shower on a hot summer day is to a young child. I love Buffie because of how she makes me feel, even when she is not with me. The sound of her cheerful and melodious voice on the phone in the morning is as wonderful as waking up on a spring day to the sound of songbirds singing outside my window. I wake up in the morning and the first thing I see is her picture beside my bed and I cannot help but smile. Sitting at my computer I see the pictures of the two of us. I stare at them knowing that this is only the beginning and it gets better every single day. Buffie makes me happy in a way words cannot describe, try as I may. She puts forth a genuine effort to please me and make me happy yet it is no effort on her part. It comes naturally. This wondrous woman enjoys loving me as much as I enjoy loving her and we both want to make the other smile. She is selfless and giving, a rare person indeed. When she looks at me with those beautiful hazel eyes, I see the love in her heart and she lets me know she loves me as much as I love her. Buffie and I are different in many ways. At first I thought that our differences would be a stumbling block. Quite the opposite has been proven. Her strengths help compensate for my weaknesses. Her interests have given me new perspective. Rather than being an obstacle, our differences have brought us together. We both love chicken but I don't have to fight her over who gets the skin!
I love Buffie for who she is as much as for who she is not. She is neither conceited nor self centered. She is as much concerned about loving me as I am about loving her. She is a giver. The more she gives, the more I want to give to her and so our love grows deeper and stronger with every passing day. My thoughtful woman will put others before herself. She is not petty, does not hold a grudge and is not ill tempered or mean spirited.She is forgiving and loving. She is a realist and does not shrink from the ugly truth when seen in the light of day. Yet, she is able to see the beauty in an all too often ugly world. My perky young college co-ed is 10 years my junior yet in many ways has found the wisdom of the ages I still seek. I love her for her brains as well as her beauty. She is intelligent as well as fun, never stuffy. I feared that the age difference would leave us little to talk about and few common interests. I could not have been more wrong. Being around Buffie keeps me feeling and thinking younger than my years. She is so full of life that it bubbles over so the world can revel in it. I love her for her maturity and being able to stay strong through the adversity life has handed her. She is my rock. We have shared many similar situations in life and she has helped me see the light at the end of the tunnel and not fear that it is a train bearing down on me.
Buffie is my true love.
Yes I have been in love before, even married. Buffie is different. I do not love her because she reminds me of someone else. She is nothing like anyone else I have ever known. She is the answer to my prayers.How can I say this after knowing her for only a few months, a mere blink of an eye?I know this because I have seen it. I have seen it in her and in her family.Oh what a wonderful family it is too. A family that proves who she is.That cannot be faked. I love Buffie and I love her family too.They are as much a reflection on her as she is of them, proof of years, decades, of love and affection, caring and compassion. I was welcomed in as a member of the family, made to feel loved. I was good enough for Buffie so I was good enough for them. It is obvious that they are all straight shooters who will let a person know where they stand. I know that I stand on solid ground. Commitment to family, that’s what it comes down to. Buffie’s family is as committed to her as she is to them. I love Buffie and I love being part of this family. I must have had a very lucky sneeze this year. Someone said “God bless you” and he did,he brought Buffie to me. I am thankful I have fallen in love with a spiritual woman who loves me in return.I have never been “religious” but I have always had a strong belief in God. I have questioned his methods many times but always believed. Maybe this is my reward? God has answered my prayers; Buffie is the woman I have been praying for.
Even though we are from different upbringings, we still believe in the same basic tenets. I love Buffie because she has a good soul and has blessed me by sharing it with me. Sensitivity, a small word with a big meaning.
I love Buffie because she is sensitive not just to me but to those around her. She is compassionate and more than sympathetic, she can be empathetic too. Even though we have been down different roads we have hit many of the same potholes and taken detours not planned on. And yet here we are, the past has made us who we are today. My bumpy road still makes me cry, sometimes with joy, many times with sadness.The wonderful and caring woman of my dreams helps dry my tears and put a smile back on my face without making me feel like a burden to her. She appreciates that I can be emotional at times and never makes me feel ashamed of who I am.This woman I love accepts me with all of my flaws for who I am,sensitive to my needs and feelings. She does not try to get me to be something I am not. Because of her sensitivity I am not afraid to tell her everything about my past, my hopes, my dreams, my desires…
I am not afraid to tell her and the world how much I love Buffie.
My Buffie is beautiful inside and out.
Her heart radiates love and compassion. The glow of her kind and giving soul is reflected in the splendor of her smile and the sparkle in her eyes. On those days when life seems too much for me to bear, she can look at me and smile and I know that I am loved and there is a reason for hope. Buffie's hugs are like a warm blanket fresh out of the dryer on a cool autumn night, comforting and relaxing yet at the same time deeply stirring. Her kisses are as exciting to me as a cool shower on a hot summer day is to a young child. I love Buffie because of how she makes me feel, even when she is not with me. The sound of her cheerful and melodious voice on the phone in the morning is as wonderful as waking up on a spring day to the sound of songbirds singing outside my window. I wake up in the morning and the first thing I see is her picture beside my bed and I cannot help but smile. Sitting at my computer I see the pictures of the two of us. I stare at them knowing that this is only the beginning and it gets better every single day. Buffie makes me happy in a way words cannot describe, try as I may. She puts forth a genuine effort to please me and make me happy yet it is no effort on her part. It comes naturally. This wondrous woman enjoys loving me as much as I enjoy loving her and we both want to make the other smile. She is selfless and giving, a rare person indeed. When she looks at me with those beautiful hazel eyes, I see the love in her heart and she lets me know she loves me as much as I love her. Buffie and I are different in many ways. At first I thought that our differences would be a stumbling block. Quite the opposite has been proven. Her strengths help compensate for my weaknesses. Her interests have given me new perspective. Rather than being an obstacle, our differences have brought us together. We both love chicken but I don't have to fight her over who gets the skin!
I love Buffie for who she is as much as for who she is not. She is neither conceited nor self centered. She is as much concerned about loving me as I am about loving her. She is a giver. The more she gives, the more I want to give to her and so our love grows deeper and stronger with every passing day. My thoughtful woman will put others before herself. She is not petty, does not hold a grudge and is not ill tempered or mean spirited.She is forgiving and loving. She is a realist and does not shrink from the ugly truth when seen in the light of day. Yet, she is able to see the beauty in an all too often ugly world. My perky young college co-ed is 10 years my junior yet in many ways has found the wisdom of the ages I still seek. I love her for her brains as well as her beauty. She is intelligent as well as fun, never stuffy. I feared that the age difference would leave us little to talk about and few common interests. I could not have been more wrong. Being around Buffie keeps me feeling and thinking younger than my years. She is so full of life that it bubbles over so the world can revel in it. I love her for her maturity and being able to stay strong through the adversity life has handed her. She is my rock. We have shared many similar situations in life and she has helped me see the light at the end of the tunnel and not fear that it is a train bearing down on me.
Buffie is my true love.
Yes I have been in love before, even married. Buffie is different. I do not love her because she reminds me of someone else. She is nothing like anyone else I have ever known. She is the answer to my prayers.How can I say this after knowing her for only a few months, a mere blink of an eye?I know this because I have seen it. I have seen it in her and in her family.Oh what a wonderful family it is too. A family that proves who she is.That cannot be faked. I love Buffie and I love her family too.They are as much a reflection on her as she is of them, proof of years, decades, of love and affection, caring and compassion. I was welcomed in as a member of the family, made to feel loved. I was good enough for Buffie so I was good enough for them. It is obvious that they are all straight shooters who will let a person know where they stand. I know that I stand on solid ground. Commitment to family, that’s what it comes down to. Buffie’s family is as committed to her as she is to them. I love Buffie and I love being part of this family. I must have had a very lucky sneeze this year. Someone said “God bless you” and he did,he brought Buffie to me. I am thankful I have fallen in love with a spiritual woman who loves me in return.I have never been “religious” but I have always had a strong belief in God. I have questioned his methods many times but always believed. Maybe this is my reward? God has answered my prayers; Buffie is the woman I have been praying for.
Even though we are from different upbringings, we still believe in the same basic tenets. I love Buffie because she has a good soul and has blessed me by sharing it with me. Sensitivity, a small word with a big meaning.
I love Buffie because she is sensitive not just to me but to those around her. She is compassionate and more than sympathetic, she can be empathetic too. Even though we have been down different roads we have hit many of the same potholes and taken detours not planned on. And yet here we are, the past has made us who we are today. My bumpy road still makes me cry, sometimes with joy, many times with sadness.The wonderful and caring woman of my dreams helps dry my tears and put a smile back on my face without making me feel like a burden to her. She appreciates that I can be emotional at times and never makes me feel ashamed of who I am.This woman I love accepts me with all of my flaws for who I am,sensitive to my needs and feelings. She does not try to get me to be something I am not. Because of her sensitivity I am not afraid to tell her everything about my past, my hopes, my dreams, my desires…
I am not afraid to tell her and the world how much I love Buffie.
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