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A child of Italian immigrants, born and bred in Australia. At 24 I purchased my first apartment in the city of Melbourne. Then I sailed around the world, on a record breaking, fast ship. I was the unqualified and only cook. I met my true love, though I didn't know it at the time. He didn't even get a kiss, before I continued my travels. In-between being directionless, I worked and educated myself to become a Nurse, Reflexologist, Reiki Master, Colonic hydrotherapist, and a First Aid and Occupational Health and Safety Trainer. Just as I was finding my feet in a self made career of sorts, he (my love) found me on facebook, 11 years after we had last seen each other. This time he knew how to get what he wanted. I call him The Captain on this blog. In May 2010 I moved to Denmark and also gained two more bonus children. It's the best decision I've ever made. I have always followed my heart, even the times it was beating out of tune, magic lies in mistakes too. Amongst other things, this is a love story.

22 April 2014

26 Greatest loves of my life - Lets call him Sherlock. #atozchallenge





Sherlock and I were workmates. We became friends. I didn't want to fall in love with him. I was convinced my heart still belonged to the Rooster. I have never fooled anyone, quite as well as I have fooled myself.

Unlike the Rooster, Sherlock was generous with his time and attention. He worked on the road, I was in charge of arranging his jobs. I lived close to the office. He began to visit during his breaks. It was convenient. He had a strong jaw and solid stature. We were both single. Well, technically he wasn't in a committed relationship.

He had two women in his life. One he couldn't let go of, and one he wanted to hold onto. They were unaware of each other, or that he chased every other woman he came into contact with.

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We promised each other not to develop any strong feelings towards each other. Just hang out, morning coffees, drinks after work, fun. This is how I developed my rule of three. Whether it's a relationship, drinks or a kiss - after the third time, something changes.  Before you make your third move consider the consequences.

Here's a poem, inspired by Sherlock circa early 90's.

Two feet on the ground
your head in the air.
Searching for something
that will never be there.

You go out with strangers
and stay out till late.
Skull a few lagers
then call 'em your mates.

Lend a few promises.
Repeat a few lies.
Create misdemeanours
for the sake of no ties.

The journey to self
is hard for a while.
Start with the truth 
and feel your self smile.

It's no fun to be loved,
if love can't be seen.
Accept who you are, 
and what you have been.


Have you ever fooled yourself into loving the wrong person, at the wrong time, for all the wrong reasons?



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5 comments :

  1. Love this:
    Lend a few promises.
    Repeat a few lies.

    Exactly what "these Sherlock types" do. Dated a few and now a prince. You gotta kiss a few frogs!

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    1. Hi Cristina - they were my favourite two lines when I wrote the poem all those years ago... frogs yes - it's the toads that are dangerous.

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  2. I have fooled myself...we still meet up now and again, my star crossed lover and I. Sometimes it is worth the pain, sometimes not. All in all I am a better person for having experienced it.

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    1. This is precisely why I refuse to have any regrets. If he hadn't have turned out to be such a slob (as in never picking up after himself around the house) I probably would have kept seeing him for a while longer. Reminds me of Sheryl Crow's new song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGuwfpSg4eo

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  3. Been there, done that! I love how you make everything sound so light and breezy, like it's all just part of life. I completely agree, but my experience was horrible and confidence shattering. I hate that women constantly think they can just fall in love with a jerk but change all the jerky parts about him! That's never worked out for me. But I loved him mindlessly. And it hurt.

    S'pose... big whatever. In the end that jerk lead me to Will and now I'm (seriously) complete <3 thanks for a wonderful post x

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