I love treats. All kinds of treats. I am treated on occasion to a glimpse of a beautiful woman. One I know well, quite intimately in fact. I don’t see her everyday. In fact, seeing her is as unpredictable as winning the Lottery. But it happens, when I least expect it. But always when I need it most.
It took me a long time to get to know her. But I invested the time. I thought it would be worth the effort. Uncertain of my intentions, I was held at bay for a while. Which was to be expected. But not too terribly long as we had much in common. People, places and things. Common bridges to common destinations.
She is strong. Do not doubt that, but so soft I think she might melt away some day. Her voice rings in my ear and whispers encouraging words from a distance place. And I listen….intently. Soaking up all I can of the unseen energy.
She told me her secrets and seems to know mine. She sees my potential and reminds me I deserve all life has to offer. She knows the answers before I ever ask the questions. She even said I was beautiful. Oh how I would like to believe that.
It’s hard to always trust. To believe what you hear.
The children’s rhyme chimes in. “She loves me, She loves me not, She loves me, She loves me not”….plucking petals from a flower I know the answer before the last petal falls. It took me a long time to find her. To love her unconditionally. She is smart and witty, talented and beautiful, tender and loving. Does she love me? She does. How do I know? Because she… is me.
Loving others completely comes only when you can honestly love yourself.
I love each and every one of you
Juliana
Copyright 2011 Juliana Wathen
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 
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