Last Updated : Monday, April 17, 2017 Today I want to share a poem I wrote for someone I met online. He is an Indian guy and is someone I considered to be my Jaanu. (No, it’s not Mr. X.) Going without talking to you Is like going without breathing air It is painful; for … Read more
But… don’t get too happy for me just yet… because I live in Canada and the guy I am in love with lives in India.
How I Met My Janu (and what “Janu” means)
We met on Facebook, of all places, if you can believe that!
It’s kind of funny, actually, because I had been trying the whole “online dating thing” since mid-March (of 2016)… with no luck.
I joined one particular dating site and then, about a month later, I joined another. And the online “dancing” began.
It’s tough trying to get to know someone, especially when many guys lie about what they are truly looking for (most are just looking for a quick hook-up or a one-night stand). It’s even tougher to try and get to know someone when they are playing mind games, lying to you.
After many different conversations and picture exchanges, I decided to meet a few guys in person. However, I didn’t “click” with anyone. The only guy I was even remotely interested in was not 100% interested in me, even though he said he was. I soon found out that he was a liar. I don’t need people like that in my life!
Anyways, it’s a good thing that I didn’t really connect with any of these guys! I wouldn’t have found Mr. X otherwise! (I will call the guy I am in love with Mr. X for now, because he doesn’t want anyone knowing who he is. The customs and cultures in his country are very different from those in North America, and I want to respect his privacy.)
It was Mr. X’s birthday recently, and I wanted to do something special for him.
I made him a poem picture using the letters of his name, took a picture of it, and sent it to him.
I also wrote the following poem for him and sent it to him. I posted it on Facebook, too. Janu, apparently, is Hindi for “my love,” “my dear,” or “my life.” I think it can also be spelled “Jaanu.” I’m not sure. I don’t speak Hindi!!! (However, I’m learning a few words…) 😉
Anyway, here is the poem I wrote:
Happy Birthday to my JANU in India
I wanted to write a special poem to say
How much I think of you each and every day.
There is something really special about you,
And though we’re miles apart,
My feelings for you are true.
I’m so very attracted to you
and think you are a handsome, gorgeous man.
I really want us to be together forever,
and honestly, truly hope we can.
You’ve got a big heart and an intelligent mind,
You speak such nice words to me, and are very kind.
Despite my past, you show a lot of respect to me,
and by your side is where I want to be.
I’ve never fallen in such true love so fast before,
and can’t wait to see you arrive at my door.
If you feel the same way about me,
I vow I will wait for you and other people I won’t see.
I want us to be committed to one another for life.
I’ve even considered – some day – of being your wife.
I’m ready for a real, lasting relationship with someone,
And I hope that I can stop looking now, that I’m done…
Because I found you, or because you found me —
Because we found each other —
And, that together, we are meant to be.
<3 Written on June 25, 2016 for my “Janu.” <3
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This poem is meant to uplift you. It was written by the sister of one of the RMH guests, who stayed at RMH for two weeks in October 2015 while her niece recovered from chemotherapy and a stem cell transplant. She met many wonderful parents and children while here… including you!
A Special Strength
The struggles I face sometimes seem too much to bear,
But the people who surround me, who really DO care,
I will tell you up front that Midge is a cat and not a person.
She and Veronica are the newest additions to my parents’ home. All of the other cats my parents had are now gone. (I honored them all in a cat collage I made my dad for Father’s Day.)
And yes, I’m using this blog today to share my love for Midge.
The way I see it is like this: watching Midge is like watching poetry in motion. (That’s my justification!)
That, and the song I wrote for her. (I’ll get to that in a minute.)
Midge is my new baby. She and Veronica – along with Princess – actually all belong to my mom and dad, but I’m always at their house, and so I’ve been spending a lot of time with Midge, who I think is the cutest cat ever!