☔️💦🌦Just a little Sunday morning rambling … Ugh! I totally get why you have to be protective. I would be so turned off if I attracted creepy guys, too. Oh … wait … I’m one of them!! Ahhh!!!! Oh, God, I hope not! At least you can see I attract my own audience, and hopefully not the *worst* looking guy you’ve ever seen despite being older. But, yeah, that’s my fear. That somehow I get lumped in with them. I want to sock the guy who says he feels sorry for your dog. “This woman loves this little man in a way you could never *possibly* understand!! So, back off, and crawl back into your hole.” And yet you responded with a line that was clever and dry. But I get it now – why you so rarely engage. I wouldn’t, either. I used to joke to my friend, when all worried over *really* unsettling emails I would receive, “Her ‘stalker’ (in quotes because I am so NOT, I promise!!) is being stalked!! By people not nearly as cute and funny as me.” In truth it was pretty scary. I got some really unsettling, unsolicited stuff from women. I’ve learned to block and ban, and never respond at all no matter what, when originally I was all “La-di-da … I’ll respond to everyone!” Believe me, I get it now. I just so hope I’m not in that creepy category. Silly, naive, audacious and over the top? I guess that’s me. But I do cringe sometimes after writing and posting. This private little, “Oh, no … what am I doing?!” It’s just that I’m never more happy than when writing about you. It’s so my happy place! And in a world where people say “I’m a writer,” and yet they have nothing they seem to have written, with you it’s like turning on a faucet that’s blasting! It pours and it pours and it pours! It’s an endless supply! All this gushing and happiness I feel inside. It would seem a shame to ignore it and never express it. Some of it is pretty good! The rest – ah, I don’t know, but I have a forgiving audience. You’ve filled now over 785 pages (and I know there’s stuff I’m not even counting!). And I know for a fact I wouldn’t have written anything at all over the last two years if I hadn’t seen you! I hope you pull at least a little compliment out of that. It’s not just something I like to say – you really are the most beautiful woman in the world. Maybe it’s better this way. If the skies parted and the greatest dream in the world came true (I never dream past the just saying “Hi!” actually), I’d probably be battling with those creeps. The guy who typed “We? 👀” – I’d be all “Yeah, get used to it, buddy.” And you’d be all, “Enough!!” You deserve calming influences who never get rattled or jealous. Anyway! I feel really silly, so I’ll cool it off. I know I always say that! But, I’ll try. I’d hate me if I were some other guy, so I totally get it. There were a couple of girls along the way who thought it was for them. I was attracting everything it felt like, without even trying! Loving you has had that side effect for me. I get a little cocky, in that I feel like it comes so easily these days. Then, over time, it was, “Hey, wait … I didn’t wear purple today!” And stuff like that. All that ever mattered to me was the hope that you would see it. Anyway! I’ll try to be more generic, but I think you’ll know where my heart is at, no matter what I’m saying. I just don’t ever want to upset you, me not knowing where it’s at. Or – oh, God! – to ever be lumped in with a group of creepy guys, who can’t write their way out of a bag. Or attract an audience. See me as a guy hopelessly in love – maybe a little crazy, but not in any harmful way, sure. But, please don’t ever see me as one of those creepy jerks on your page. I hope with me there’s been a little value added. Not subtracted. I have even deeper respect for all you must go through. I know it must not be exactly easy being you! To someone else, it’s “she’s beautiful beyond words, and successful in a way *so* few will ever be!” But now I can see that other side that comes with it. It’s nice to get the attention, but it comes with so much you could do without! Unlike the stuff that I’ve received that wasn’t uplifting or charming – it was really unsettling and off-putting, I hope mine at least has occasionally lifted your day. It would devastate me to know I had any opposite effect. That’s so not the goal at all! Anyway! Just a rambling little note because I’ve been feeling a bit silly about this. “You’re just getting there *now*?” you must be thinking. 😅 I hope, if nothing else, you pull the compliment out of it. I would *never* in a million years have done any of this for anyone else! I have a track record to prove it. You’re simply the most beautiful girl in the world. And reason and logic are the first things to get tossed out. The heart takes over, and the gushing pours out! It’s so *effortless* when it comes to you. It’s amazing even to me. I hope you have the most amazing Sunday. I hope I haven’t caused *too* much of a scene. I hope at the very least it brought on a smile if you ever felt blue. You’re so right to sift through the driftwood, and to put up your walls and barriers. I’ve learned from you. But I promise there are good people out there who think the sun sets and rises over everything you do. You’re beautiful. To me, and everyone else, it seems. I hope there’s never a moment you doubt how special you are. I’ve got about 800 pages that very much prove otherwise! I couldn’t care less about any accolades. That’s never the goal. And yet I couldn’t imagine any treasure on earth greater than the feeling of, “You’re a friend of mine.” Even if no words are spoken, that’s the thought that lights me up inside! No other thoughts do. I’ll try to pull it back a bit. But please always know, nobody does what you do. ☀️