Every now and then I will post stories of ‘luv’. It will be about anything that has to do with ‘luv’…of oneself, of other people, those who are dealing with adversity and overcame, personal stories, etc. The purpose of Luv Stories is to give encouragement to those who may be dealing with the same issues.

This story was written by Kween Kiwi. You can find her blogging all of the time ((HERE)).

I love you…I still hear those words sometimes. Whether it’s a night time whisper before dreams seep in…or a midday memory as the day passes. I loved when he’d say it. It felt like the most genuine thing anyone has ever said. Those words didn’t come easy. I can remember the day he said it. A few days before…he’d worked himself up to it by questioning whom “I” loved. Refusing to say it first, I played along…naming family members, friends, etc…all to deflect from what he was really asking. Did I love HIM!

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In another installment of ‘Luv Stories’ is a story of love…and heartbreak. I want to thank Ms. Ladebelle for providing the website with her story. You can find her blogging at Aaronica Unlocked or tweeting @ladebelle. Be sure you tweet her to let her know you read the story.

It was December 15, 2006 and I was roller skating with some friends. I hadn’t been skating in some time but I could skate well enough to not fall. And then I saw him. He was so sexy, confident, and he skated so well! We made eye contact and I smiled. He didn’t and that intrigued me. After I took my skates over I walked over to him and my opening line was “you should teach me how to skate”. He looked at me kinda funny and told me no. shocked I walked away and he chased me saying he was just kidding. And thus, our love story began.

The night we met we stayed on the phone for hours. We didn’t hang up until 6am and we had a date scheduled at 2pm. I slept good for the couple of hours I got but the anticipation of our date awoke me. Our first date was sneaker shopping and pizza. I loved that he listened to what my interests were and planned a date to show that we shared them. I remember that he sat next to me in the pizza shop and he tried to kiss me in American apparel. We got lost going back to my place and I think he did that intentionally. I didn’t want a relationship and he said he didn’t either but we both tripped and fell into a whirlwind romance.

I said I loved him during sex. He said he loved me in the snack aisle at Kroger. It’s ironic because this is reflective of what some of our top priorities were. I loved sex and he loved food. He proposed in May. May 8th 2007 to be exact. Yes, it was fast but it didn’t seem rushed in the moment. I didn’t think I could see my life without him and he didn’t think he could see his without me. Wedding planning was rough. My parents weren’t happy with our decision and they wanted us to wait. I had no idea how to plan a wedding and I was overwhelmed…

So we secretly eloped. Then we flew to Chicago for the 2007 Taste of Chicago. This was June 29, 2007. It was exciting but really scary. We were both in shock that we were now legally committed to one another. We met up with another couple there and had a blast that weekend, me pushing that I was now someone’s wife out of my mind. The harsh reality of marriage and that it entails soon set in. we weren’t ready for the demands, the work, the patience that it took.

So we got a divorce. It was what I wanted but he’s the one who asked for it. January 5, 2009 was the day we made the decision that changed our lives and relationship forever. I don’t think that I’ve ever made a better decision then to divorce. Our whirlwind romance heated up quickly, and cooled off just as fast. I’ve never felt love or rage the way that I have when I was with him. But one without the other makes everything obsolete so I’m appreciative of the lesson. But want the best advice? Listen to your mother because she’s always right.

If you have a ‘Luv Story’ to share you can email luvologist@luvologist.com.

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I notice you from a distance. You stare into my eyes. I knew by the stare that you want my attention. It’s crowded in here tonight. But you picked me out of the hundreds of men you could’ve chosen. You were on the other side of the bar. Your glass was almost empty. I walk toward you and your eyes are fixated onto mine. As I approach you I notice the ‘up and down’ look you give me. I walk behind you and place my hand in the small of your back. You look to see me behind you. You flash a grin.

“I noticed the way you were looking at me,” I say, “it made me figure you wanted to talk to me.”

“I did.” you say. My eyes give you an acknowledgment.

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I promise I will always love you,
I will say that ‘til I die.
The love that you give me,
Makes me feel whole inside.

What else can I ask from a woman?
You make sure that you are there for me.
We always live in peace and harmony.
When times are hard,
I never hear you grumble or gripe.
You are there for me through out the pain and strife.
I feel I don’t deserve you.
The wonderful things you do.
I promise I will always love you.

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I received this email from a long time friend of mind. I am not sure as to who wrote this but as I continue of my spiritual journey I figured I would share this.

Don’t We All?

I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just came from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get of from work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a loafer.

From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but thereare other times that you just don’t want to be bothered. This was one of those “don’t want to be bothered times.”

“I hope he doesn’t ask me for any money,” I thought.

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