A Special Someone

Ever since she could remember, she had made choices that positioned her closer to her goal of helping other to keep informed and to make better lives for themselves. It was probably the interesting people that she met and worked with that gave her that special high. That kind of energy that makes you want to work long hours and weekends and through holidays, because your mission is so damn important. She wouldn't trade places with any one in the world. But then again, maybe just one, even if only for a fleeting moment. Soon the word 'fleeting' would take on another meaning for her.

He was a stranger, familiar in many ways and still different - very different. He came into her life quite by accident. She had not met another man like him. He was strong, beautiful really, kind and gentle all at once. And mysterious and reserved, searching for his own place to belong and fit in. It wasn't necessarily the words he said, or exactly what he did that made her stop and pay attention. She supposed that it was the deepness of his blue eyes - so deep that you get lost in them. You don't - you can't think of anything of much else. Or perhaps, it was the danger of the unknown.

And just as he arrived, he left. Gone without so much as a note or word of farwell or an explanation why. Unknown to him and unwilling to admit to herself, there had been something between them. Something that would come to be shared between the two later. She denied it of course. What power did they share? How lasting would it be? Would anyone else know? Would he return? How long should she stare into the sky straining to see? With a heart broken and more responsibilities, she moved on with her life. Slowly at first, lost in her work, which now doesn't seem as rewarding as it once did. Always hoping for yesterday, but yesterday doesn't return. It is today and challenges to face. Then again, there was that fateful day when the challenges turned to danger. And the strong woman was helpless to change her fate.

Geysir Joe