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I want to fall in love

in my own time

on my own terms

I want to know that he feels the same way

I want to hold his hand

run my fingers through his hair

feel his strong arms around me

suddenly I’ll feel all warm and secure

I’ll fall asleep with a smile on my face

I want to breathe in his scent left on my shirt

I want to feel his breath pressing against my lips

we’ll dance late late at night when everyone else is asleep

we’ll be loud and we won’t care

every day will be adventure

and we’ll always talk about a future

the days will get cold, but we’ll still be warm

every morning I’ll wake just to see his face

we’ll be the envy of those around us

and nothing will matter but the love that we share

every love song will be about us

and everything will be deep & insanely rich

you’ll say that I smell sweet

and I’ll kiss your cheek

I’ll be your biggest fan

we’ll smile for cameras 

and capture each memory we make

I’ll take your breath away

and leave you wondering how you ever got so lucky

a while back, this story was shared with me. It seriously touched my heart & I hope it touches yours too. :)

“Breakfast at McDonald’s” (- author unknown)

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my 
college degree. 

The last class I had to take was Sociology. 

The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every 
human being had been graced with. 

Her last project of the term was called, ‘Smile.’ 

The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their 
reactions. 

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello 
anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally. 

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I 
went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. 

It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. 

We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden 
everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. 

I did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside 
of me as I turned to see why they had moved. 

As I turned around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there 
standing behind me were two poor homeless men. 

As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was ‘smiling’. 

His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for 
acceptance. 

He said, ‘Good day’ as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. 

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. 

I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. 

I held my tears as I stood there with them. 

The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. 

He said, ‘Coffee is all Miss’ because that was all they could afford. (If 
they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something 
He just wanted to be warm). 

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out 
and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. 

That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging 
my every action. 

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more 
breakfast meals on a separate tray. 

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a 
resting spot. 

I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed 
gentleman’s cold hand. 

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, ‘Thank you.’ 

I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, ‘I did not do this for you. 

God is here working through me to give you hope.’ 

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. 

When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, ‘That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.’ 

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of 
the grace that we had been given were we able to give. 

We are not church goers, but we are believers. 

That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet love. 

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. 

I turned in ‘my project’ and the instructor read it. 

Then she looked up at me and said, ‘Can I share this?’ 

I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. 

She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. 

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son, instructor, 
and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student. 

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: 

UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE. 

that’s probably because I’m so in love with you.