Happy Belated Birthday!

bonjour toi!!!

bon anniversaire en retard d' un mois pratiquement ...
Putain j' halucine j' regard qui a fais tes tattos, bah ça va t' es pas allé chez n' importe qui toi!!! . Enculez de parigots vous avez tout vous!!! je tire la langue à paris, non j' plaisante
Passe une excellent week end mon aîné, prend soin de toi et grosses bises!!!

tyj

I should begin by saying Happy Birthday!... actually I could also begin by explaining why a total stranger would just leave you a journal comment. This isnt going to make much sense nor does it have to.. some times you just gotta say ... "what the hell"...

Speaking of birthdays I will be turning 30 in just under six months... and I have had more beautiful experiences than anyone deserves in a life time... and at times I just feel like sharing... to be completely honest, what brought me to your profile page was the word "Love" .

It was about 10 years ago... I was,.. lets say.. quite a lonely soul.. hearbroken... uncomfortable... and very passionate about "Love" ... my 8 year relationship had ended about a year prior and with it my entire life shattered.... I felt like I had picked up all the pieces except for "Love".... until this one night, when I met her...

Just on a whim.. I decided that If I were to ever meet someome.. I obviously had to get out.. so, living in Chicago at the time I grabbed a copy of "The Reader" to see who was playing at the Metro that night... It was Shawn Mullins and after some tribulation, I decided to go by myself... Im not sure at what point we started speaking but I was completely taken by her... She was so interesting.. I hung on her everyword.. and was completely enthralled by her... she captured my imagination and with it my heart... We stood at the foot of the stage... and talked all night.. (I hope inbetween songs).. she was going to Columbia College and was majoring in Dance Therepy.. which amazed me even more... as the night went on.. the harder I was falling for her... panic set in when the show was over... I hoped for multitudes of encores.. but none.... Shy as I was... I asked her her name.. in a sort of awkward.. it was so nice to meet you... Id really like to know your name, if you dont mind kind of way... she looked at me and said "Love"... I thought and may have spoken it aloud... what a perfect name.. Her name couldnt have been anything else... rather quickly she turned and left... I watched her walk all the way to the back of the club until I could no longer see her....

I walked home that night... not knowing if I had really met her... it seemed to unreal... and Ir drove me crazy that I didnt ask for her number.. I wanted so much for her to be real... I wanted to hear her again.. I wanted to listen to the things she was interested in.. I wanted to just be around her.. I felt like I was drawn to her,,, like something had brought me there that night just to meet her.... that even if I never saw or spoke to her ever again.. I would never forget the way she made me feel.. even if she didnt exhist...... about a week past before I had to try to find her again.. the thought.. that.. "you just let Love walk right out of your life... " echoed in my mind... finally I placed an ad in The Reader.. the the crossed paths section... where you could post things like.. "I saw you on the train.. you were reading Cosmo.. I was across from you reading "It".. you smiled at me and made my day... ".. .. I let itr run for two weeks with no reply and gave up on ever finding Love..

Fast Forward... to last year.... Camping with friends... and we begin talking about people with funny..and/or embarassing last names..... and one friend of mine says.. I work with the woman.. and her name is Love "_____"...... I imediately go into this whole strory which I have just shared with you... and at the point that I mention she was a Dance Therepy major at Columbia College.. a glazed look comes over my friends face.. and she says... thats her!... she majored in Dance Therepy at Columbia College... and almost in the same time that my heart skipped a beat she said that "____" wasnt her maiden name.. but she had recently married...
Its not that I ever thought that we would ever "hook up"... its just one of those things that... she unknowingly made a huge impact on my life and in my heart... and sometimes.. in a non freaky way... I wish that she knew that.... I havent ever forgotten her.. and I know I never will.... I hate to end this true story with a cheesy ending, but I just thought that I would spread the Love... You never know whos life you have made a difference in... even if they seek you out to let you know... ever since then, I have made a pact with myself to allways let people know.. up front ... what they mean to me... life can just be too short.. most of the time there arent any encores... and people just walk out... leaving you changed forever...

Just popping in to say that I adore your tatts. Looking good girl!