And then came Nate..

I know this girl; she calls herself Morgaine (the fairy ... ok, that's questionable). One day she received the following message.

"...kindling a burning desire to be with you, close to you, holding you, smelling you, listening to you breathing and feeling your warm skin close to mine. Feeling you in my heart, opening up to you, showing you how you make me feel inside, being inside of your heart caressing your beautiful secrets holding them close to my heart. I feel your spirit"

She showed it to me and I thought.... this guy better be for real! If he's not... well we'll make him real. Where was he hiding all along? Of course we don’t believe in prince charming ... in fact these days its common sense that we girls have a suicidal tendency for wolves ... but there are wolves and wolves. Could this one be a good wolvie? These words should sweep any lamb off their feet. I think fairy Morgaine would agree that a good wolfie with the touch of Shakespear is not bad at all.

Its too bad he didn't show up sooner ... in our lives, yes ourlives because happy Morgaine means happy everyone. It's not easy to please a Morgaine. Morgaine is a very demanding fairy. Maybe she thought to herself "no more jerks... I got to have it all from now on". And as it seams... she's getting almost all of it (almost because this a beginning of something...and we all know that wide eyes are required in any beginning).

A minute sooner and he probably could have prevented her fairy heart to be broken by a bad bad wolfie ... who could never in a million years have the ability, taste or intelligence to have or express this sort of feelings, much less bless someone else with it. Nope, not even if his life depended on it. How could have expected someone like that to ever value her as the woman she is? It’s not about being able to write nice things, it’s not about being sentimental … it’s about seeing us, feeling us, and above all respecting us. Why do we fall into these pits sometimes? I guess because the heart works in dumb ways sometimes. And are we dumb at times!

This is one more case of a girl who fell in love with the wrong boy. A big strong man, handsome, sweet at times… but a real jerk when he needed to be a real man. Here’s a wolfie that that could never ever understand a woman because he just can’t see that women aren’t accessories to “use” only when he feels like it and than put it aside until he decides to have another go. Maybe one day this little wolfie will be left all alone.

Morgaine learned like most of us, that no one falls in love with us because we fall in love with them, mostly that no one should determine our value but us...

She took a wrong turn and met some bad bad wolfies ... but then came Nate, the good wolfie.