I told him I wanted it to be extraordinary.
I told him to turn around and walk away if it couldn’t be extraordinary.
I told him that if he didn’t know what extraordinary felt like, or looked like, or walked like, then he needed to turn around and walk through the door.
I’ve had ordinary.
I’ve had plain.
I’ve even had boring.
I’ve had broken, betrayal, and bruised.
I’ve never had extraordinary.
And listen - there are only a certain amount of days on this earth that we’ve been given. That we’ve been blessed with. That we’ve been granted.
We’ve only been granted a few.
So I told him if he couldn’t give me extraordinary, then he needed to walk away and try with someone else.
And he smiled. And when he smiles it’s sort of crooked, but even his eyes crinkle. He smiles with his whole face like his momma and his sister. And damn if I don’t fall in love with him all over again.
This is a win I want marked in my column because not only did he smile, but he stayed.
He is a complicated, messy man.
I’m a self-conscious, half-crazy girl.
We’re walking through this world promising each other that it can be extraordinary.
If that doesn’t feel like a holy prayer, or a deep breath - I don’t know what does.
. About Moi .
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He saw her before he saw
anything else in the room.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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