When were young, our parents read us books like Cinderella and Snow White. They told us of Santa Clause and the tooth fairy. As we get older we find out that these are make believe. We are disappointed but we adjust. Being a female all my life, I have dreamed of finding that one “true love”, my soul mate. I have had a few relationships, one in which I was married for 15 years. He and I were never soul mates. I had given up on the idea of love and settled for comfortable, which turned out not to be too comfortable. . . This was a mistake on my part, I tried to make the best of things, but eventually it ended in divorce. Like I said I had always dreamed of “true love”. Sometime after my divorce, I met a man from Nashville. He was a great guy, mentally strong, honest, kind, loving, smart, and good-looking. He was a good man with principals and integrity. He was everything I ever dreamed of, other than he wasn’t filthy rich.. But money isn’t that important to me. We began a romance like no other I had ever felt before in my life. We fell madly in love with each other. He drove 3 hours every weekend for 3 years just to be with me and when I could I drove there. He wrote me beautiful poetry telling me of his love for me and how he was so lucky to have found his soul mate. He told me how he would always love me and always be there for me through the good times and the bad. He told me how we would grow old together.. He pampered me with massages, and bubble baths. He gave me these little gifts, not expensive gift but gifts that were very special. He sang this song to me “Rock U Baby” by Toby Keith, sent chills down my spine, in a good way. We had a lot of very special moments, once in a life time moments, just like what I read as little girl in the fairytale books. At first I didn’t buy any of this. I don’t guess I was a believer in “true love”. I don’t trust easily. But over a year or so of this, he got me, hook, line and sinker. He had become my best friend and yes I believed my soul mate. I could feel him in my heart and in my soul.. . He showed me how to love and what it felt like to be loved. Here I was, actually living my love story, the fairytale. Not to say that we didn’t have our issues with kids or money or distance issues, but life was good. He had told me of his wishes to make me his wife and I wanted very much to spend the rest of my life with him. I was planning on giving up everything that I ever knew to be with him. I’ve never lived anywhere but the small town I grew up in, so this was a difficult decision for me. We even began to pray for signs that this was the right move. I had asked God “if this move is what I should do, then show me a purple monkey with tye dye shirt on”. Yea, I know that’s kind of off the wall. I don’t think I ever told him about the tye dye thing. He had prayed for someone to answer my add for transfer. With the Postal Service, finding someone who wants to transfer can be difficult. The first day the transfer add came out, we had 2 responses. Wow, he felt like he had gotten his sign. A few months later while traveling back from Wisconsin, on a whim he decided that we would go through Chicago and go up in the sears tower. You’re never going to believe this, but there on the 99th floor of the sears tower, hung my purple monkey with the tye dye shirt on. We stood there and cried. God had answered my prayers and this indeed was the right move and the right man for me to spend the rest of my life with. He bought me that monkey and we brought him home. Truly a fairy tale indeed, right? You’re expecting a happy ending right? So was I. But not 6 months later, totally out of left field, he ended things and not even face to face, but over the phone. He had several excuses, like children being defiant, tired of traveling, I was selfish sometimes, that my transfer had not come thru yet. He said that he had lost his faith and hope in us, that something in him had broken. After this being said he wanted non-communication, which leaves me without closure on this. Needless to say, my heart was broken. . But that’s not the worse part. I now question was any of this ever real… Did I ever even know him? Did he ever really love me? These reasons are not valid reasons for giving up on the so called “love of your life” at least not where I come from. Life is sometimes hard, when and if you find true love-your soul mate, you don’t let it go. I think most people who have been married for years will tell you that you have to work at your marriage and or relationship. You have to be committed to that love to get through the hard times. It is with great sadness that I write the ending to this story. It appears that the real reason for him ending things was he had become involved with another woman. Not even 2 months after ending things between us, it appears that the love of my life has moved in with another woman. I believe that she was in the picture at least a month prior to him ending things maybe longer. I believe this is how he lost his hope and faith in “us”. He took the easy road. No more traveling, no more children issues, no more transferring issues, no more housing issues for him. He sold “us”. How much does one get for a “once in a life time love”? He settle, which something he said he’d never do again. It appears that while I was willing to give up everything for “love”, he gave up “love” for everything else. I wonder if it’s my face he see’s when he shuts his eyes at night. Is it still me that he dreams of.. I hope what he has settled for is worth what he left behind. I have had some different opinions on this story and if the purple monkey was really a God send. Some have said that God doesn’t answer prayers in this fashion. I ask them, do you not think he is capable. They have no answer. Some have said that this was not an answered prayer, because God doesn’t bless things that he’s not in. God has always been in my life, and in the life of the man in this story, as well. We may have back slid den but God was always there.. I believe that God speaks to us as individuals in a way that we may hear him. I believe that he gives us signs of which path to take, but he also gives us free will to go a different direction. The man in this story did just that. Even thou at this time, this love story does not have a happy ending, I am still a believer in “true love”. I did not come to this place easily. Only after getting a glimpse of the very bottom and praying my way out did I come to find some closer on this. I find strength to go on thru God, and knowing that he has a plan for our lives, the perfect plan. God has told me to grow, wait, pray and have faith. If this man and I were truly meant to be together, I trust God will find a way.. I still haven’t been able to find away to diss- miss the Purple Monkey, as the man in the picture has, nor do I want to. For me the purple monkey will always be a God send. a testament that God can and does answer sinners’ prayers. In the ending I must say, that is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all. It has been a great privilege to love and be loved by this man. Loving him and loosing him has changed my life forever.
By cyndiluehue
By cyndiluehue
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