I am mobile. It’s not what you think.
Yes, I have a new set of oh-so-sexy wheels. But there’s something else that gets me going.
Or rather, someone else.
I haven’t written about him in a while. So I thought I’d share my sex life relationship status with you.
For the benefit of new readers, I’ve given a brief overview. Please click on the links if you want ALL the details.
I know what it’s like to be broken, not only physically but in spirit too.
As a direct consequence of being paralysed from the neck down in an accident, I ended up divorced and alone. One day I may find the courage to write more about this dark period of my life.
If you are new to my blog and want to know more about my accident, click here.
I spent the next ten years on my own, longing for love but believing, as a quadriplegic, that I wasn’t worthy and that no man would ever find me attractive again.
Then, for some unfathomable reason, a stranger forced his way into my life, breaking down all the walls I’d built firmly around my heart without even realising it. We shared eight months of pure romantic bliss until I abruptly ended it when I discovered that he was married. Schmuck!
The only good to come out of that relationship was a reawakening of my sensuality and the realisation that I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life by myself.
I wrote about it in a blog post, Love Enabled. Click here.
With nothing left to lose and inspired by a friend’s fairytale love story, I joined an online dating site. Since I was serious about finding love, I gave full disclosure of my physical state. There is no point in trying to fool anybody, or lying about who and what I am.
Read my blog post, Love Online, to see how I set up my online dating profile. Click here.
Internet dating was unexpectedly an amazing, soul-nourishing experience for me. I met some wonderful men, interacting with them online and in person, some of whom have remained firm friends.
A man from Port Elizabeth offered to run the Comrades Marathon for me after I confessed that had always been a dream of mine, which I would never be able to achieve.
We corresponded with one another via e-mail on a daily basis with the odd Skype session and telephone call in between.
He ran the Comrades Marathon in my honour without even seeing me face to face.
I wrote a blog post about it, of course – Marathon of Life. Click here.
To see the Textual Energy between us on the day, click here.
Some weeks later he travelled over 1500 km to deliver my Comrades medal and meet me in person. We spent four days kissing talking, catching up on each other’s lives.
After meeting him in person, I can confirm that he is a worthy winner of the title, Sexy Legs. He left, taking my heart with him.
I wrote about it in Heart Running Free. Click here.
That was three years ago.
This is his version of the story – How I Lost My Legs – Roy Heine. Click here.
Since then, Sexy Legs has been doing a lot of travelling between Port Elizabeth and Nelspruit.
We’ve managed to see one another for a few days every 6 to 8 weeks.
I have no doubt that his feelings are genuine otherwise he wouldn’t keep coming back.
For the past six months we have been together almost every day as he has had contract work in Nelspruit. The bad news is that the work is due for completion at the end of the month.
It will be difficult to go back to a long-distance relationship again, if he doesn’t manage to find more work here, but we are not dwelling on that. We all know that life is full of surprises and can change in an instant.
We keep faith and remain positive as we live in hope that our luck will change.
For now, we are just revelling in each other and enjoying this precious time together.
I have a happy heart, wrap-around smile, peace in my soul, love in my being and Sexy Legs in my life.
What more could anyone want?