FROM THE CHAPTER "Convertible Heads for Pennsylvania"
pg. 216

     "I pulled down the street that the bed & breakfast was on, and noticed it on the corner right away.  It was a massive three-story brick building, the most beautiful I had ever seen.  I just knew that the inside was going to be just as impressive.  Then I saw Bruce; he had parked his car on the road and was leaning against his car with sunglasses on.  His smile was huge.  I was like a teenager; giggly and silly.  As I parked the car, Bruce walked over, smiling easily as he said, "So Grace, do you want to keep driving?"  I said, "No, I'm happy with who I'm seeing!"  He said, "I am too," and he kissed me softly on my mouth.  Wow!  The hardest part was over.  The first moments of our meeting determined if all of the words and phone calls were worth it.  We knew the love and friendship we had made would take us further in our relationship."

     Although it has been over thirteen years since the above took place, I remember it as if it was yesterday.  Great memories for the golden years. 

 

Well, I told the readers of this blog that I would share bits and pieces from Caught in the Net.  Here is a "bit."  I had went to see Peter in Wisconsin.  I was on cloud nine when I arrived home after our short visit . . .  that was until the email came.   The day after my visit, we had instant messaged and I had shared more about my life.  I was just being sincere and honest.  As they say nowadays, "it is what it is."     Let me share the following paragraph:

     "He wrote me email the next day that basically said that he didn't think it would work out.  I had too much baggage! (I had grown to hate that word.  People our age have baggage!) But I guess, to him any ways, the story of my life wasn't packed neatly in an overnight bag; my life was shoved in Stanley Steamer trunks.  He also felt that after my visit to Wisconsin, I should have been able to have only him in the picture.  He further wrote that I should have willingly given up my "men".  This made me feel incredibly uncomfortable.  How could I give up friends like DCPENN?  It was like he was trying to control me."