do you trust me?

MAKE IT COUNT

I'm a hopeful romantic. That sounds better to me. I'm sweeped away with the thought of feeling as though time stands still as he is gazing upon me and sees right through to my soul each time he looks into my eyes. He sees the real me and likes it. "....make every day count...", says Jack as he is sitting at the table with Rose and the other snooty upper class passengers of the Titanic. Ahhh yes, the Titanic, one of my favorite movies. The timeless beauty, the haunting soundtrack, the freeing scene wherein Jack asks Rose to trust him. Trust!! Trust?, does that truly exist? Who do you trust? A question not easily answered but lets get back to more important matters, like the hot sex scene. Really it was hot, depicted by their sweaty bodies in the backseat of the horseless carriage. I love the passionate kisses, tight embraces and breathless moments that seemed endless. Make it count, make each day, hour, moment and second count. I have encountered frequent icebergs but none capable of sinking my ship......man overboard, hahahahaha!.....but hold on just a minute I am grateful to God for giving me the strength I have needed inorder to get passed those icebergs and steering my ship when I could longer man the wheel. "In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path." (Proverbs) I jest but am never cocky. Hoy tu y manana yo, pero sabes que? I am so happy to simply be alive. They're many people suffering the loss of loved ones. And many suffering from plain old loss. Something that's missing in their lives. I am hopeful but at the same time that lookout guy never leaves the tower.