For Cathy, a Very Sweet Lady
Cathy, A Very Sweet Lady

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This page is dedicated to a very sweet lady from Friendswood, Texas I met on ICQ at the beginning of March, 1999. She wanted to talk to a fellow Texas gentleman who does not answer with just one word. I fit the description and asked her what she was interested in. We discussed many things in a few weeks, and I was there for her when one of her favorite dogs, Shasta, passed on. I showed her where to get a picture of me on an info page of mine, and I sent her one of me in my Navy white uniform from May, 1989, plus pictures of my 2 Pomeranians, my car, my Navy experiences, everything I had done so far onlne. Things took off from there.

We got to know each other a little better each day we were online, and soon we exchanged phone numbers and mailing addresses. I asked her if she had any pictures and she said she had one to scan. She sent me one picture her daughter took, and I was amazed. We sent each other a voice message over ICQ to hear what we sound like, then I asked if she wanted to talk on the phone sometime. We have had several conversations in 3 months time, and I love to hear her sweet voice every time.

I was planned a job interview for Continental Flight Attendants in Houston at the end of April, so I asked if we could meet each other at the Hard Rock Cafe there. She was always saying she was nervous and scared of doing that, but I was there to calm her and said that I was the same way 2 years ago at Lake Brownwood when I met 12 people from all over Texas.

We met for lunch at 2 PM April 29, 1999 and I got a picture of how really sweet she looks in person. The following week she bought a new digital camera and sent me a picture of her and her daughters. I am happy I have gotten to know Cathy, and the following poems reflect my caring towards her: Right now she is getting ready to receive a Chihuahua puppy for her birthday in July that Margaret and her sister have bred together with their 2 Chihuahuas. I have pictures here of yawning after getting her nails trimmed week 3, playing with her first toy in week 4, and an MPEG at 4 weeks old since being born on May 12th.


It was winter when we met. Winter in my heart and in yours, hoping for a sign of Spring. A ray of sunlight in a wry smile, A shared laugh like a brook breaking free of the ice, Like crocuses, our small joys multiplied, assuring us that the thaw had come. We planted our hopes together in soil made rich by experince. We will weed carefully now, Allowing growing space as we cull that which wastes energy, Directing it toward nurturing what we want to keep. The ever-changing climate is a challenge we will meet together, Protecting from heavy weather and frost. It is a labor of love, this garden we have started in our hearts. A lifelong tending, side by side. Let us make good use of our sunny days so that Winter's cold will never touch us again.

Your Heart

So many love just what the eye can see, And want to have, to hold, but not to give. They seek to capture that which must be free For only then will life know how to live. The best of who you are is deep inside. True loveliness abounds with strength and grace. Within your heart your essence does reside, Revealed to those who see beyond a face. My love does not depend on things you do. Or choices made, or fickle circumstance. Not on your perfect form or eyes so blue, Or beauty that bursts forth with every glance. Itís not what all can see that draws me near. I know your heart, and thatís what I hold dear.

The Smile Within

I traveled on my way without a guide. And felt no need to seek anotherís charms. I never felt a darkness deep inside, Or longed to bare my soul in someoneís arms. And you, as well, alone had sought your prize. And needed none to make yourself complete. Your sights were set so clearly in your eyes. Your narrow path had room for just two feet. But then the fates smiled sweetly on us two, And showed us both what life can be at last. For now this love, so wonderful and new, Gives light so bright and heals for us our past. íTwas strange to learn our lives had been so dark, When blinded by the smile within our heart.

This page was created May 6, 1999

Last edited June 11, 1999