Eternity

Eternity

When I was a little girl my mother would tell me of a man and a woman who would find
each other every hundred years. I never really believed it until it happend to me. How and why escapes my mind.

The day was June 26, 1907. I was 25 years old and I still wasn't married. My family lived on a beautiful pasture out west. The lands were rolling in crops and wild flowers. When I needed time to think I would lay out in the meadow and write poetry. The meadow was about two and half miles away from my house, ususaly I'd ride on horse back. Sometimes I would jsut spend hours starring at the brilliant blue sky. I would imagine myself in the sky dancing on the clouds. The clouds felt like goose down pillows, so soft to the touch. In my heart I wondered if that is what love felt like. I'd had some men that I felt a love for, but it was like a basic friendship. In dreams I saw a man. He was a cowboy. He'd never been married and he was 26 years old! No man that old would be single. I'd dream of us strolling along the river banks ,and running through the meadows hand in hand. I tried to tell my mama but she said it was non-sense to dream of such
things. If she had dreampt like that, then she would never have met pa. My pa died in the war a few years earlier. Mama was the one who told me that what I was dreaming ,so carelessly about only happend in story books.

I started to write books on love and compassion. The two emotions rarely seen in real life. I'd never met a man who wanted an independent woman. That was, until I met Jimmy. He was dark, tall, and handsome, just like in my story books. Every man I wrote about looked like him. He was the most beautiful looking cowboy I had ever seen. His horse was a black stallion, which suited him well. He'd literaly been the man of my dreams. Jimmy was the one my desires were screaming for. It wasn't that I lusted for him, my feelings were much deeper than that. I could never say that it was love, because I felt so much more for him. My mama thought it was odd that such a man would have an interest in me. She just thought of it as strange because I had a mind of my own. Mind being the key word here, it troubled me more than I wished it to. Not to many men liked that in a woman. Jimmy was different, he wanted a woman that stood up for herself. Men hated the fact that women were smarter then they led to be. I could never be one of those ladies who just let everybody walk all over me. Definitly not some man.

He proposed to me one late, dreary, evening in August. Well I told him that I'd have to think on our relationship before I said yes. People thought I had come down with scarlet fever. I heard the remarks they made
about me. Mama told me and I quote,"Hope, child you must be out of your mind. This man wants to marry you! After all this time and many men before him..." calmed down she proceeded on. "I just want you to find someone to settle down with. I would, afterall like grandchildren before I leave this earth. I want you to be happy, with this guy I think you are. Please do not just let him go." She knew I wasn't listening to her. I never listened to her were she spoke of my life. Did I listen about the last three guy, who asked for my hand in marriage? No, it is my decision to be made not her's. We were not meant to be, and that is why I turned them down at the drop of a hat. I read the bible more than once and it stated that there is one man and one woman who were soul mates. With them there was no future for us... We were just... Just so unbelievebly wrong for each other. I told myself, after I had left these men of mistakes, that I had all the time in the world to find the right guy. Truth be told, I did not. It was only a matter of
days before I shriveled up into an old lady. Jimmy had to be my one and only.

After thinking about my situation for awhile, I told Jimmy, "If I am going to marry you... Then we should hold the wedding off till the first of December." I was almost positive that that I would have knowledge of my decision
by then. Sure enough I knew it like the back of my hand. He was my other piece... I was complete with him. We knew exactly what the other was thinking at all times. The wedding was a beautiful cerimony. It was the most spectacular event that I'd ever seen. As I walked down the isle... It was perfect, nothing could ruin this day of happienss. We would live
together for eternity, I could feel it. Even in life after death we'd be together, it was intuition. Our house was the most extravigantly created out of all the other countries. We lived on the hill side about two steps from our medow. Every night we would sit and watch the sunset from the porch. When the sun hit the side of the hill just right... I felt so connected to Jimmy, as he held me in his strong arms.

Years went by and I still wasn't pregnant. I was so miserable... All my sisters had children. Why was I not able to concieve? I was almost thirty years old and still no baby. People said that we'd waited to long. I knew in my heart that was not the problem. It was a shame that I would never get to figure out the reason. One cold January night Jimmy
went out to get some wood... He did not return and a week went by. No one thought anything of it. Soulmate intuition advised me differently. It told me he was in great danger. I decided to go and search for my beloved. It must have been the coldest day, I couldn't feel any limb on my body. I was practically, so numb, I was warm. Walking across the frost bitten country side was hard to do. The wind across your face feels like needles in your body. There was no escape from the harsh nights in winter.

I went to rest in a cave about two miles from our house. To my surprise Jimmy was there. He had a dangerous case of hypothermia. I tried to save him but soon it hit me to. We froze to death in the arms of love. We looked like a statue, both clinging to the other for dear life frozen in time. Nobody came to look for us. The one bright July day a little
girl found us. Scared stiff, she ran to tell the towns people. They gave us a proper burial. The little girl who'd found us had
premanition that in the year of 2007 we would once again reunite. Because only true love can find eachother in the next life over. The little girl's mother chose not to listen to her daughter's foolish nonsense. People she told thought the girl was a witch and casted her out.

She grew older and one day a lost man came knocking on her door. Sarah, the girl, married and passed on the story to the next generation. It went from generation to generation... Made a wonderful bed time story to get the kids to go to sleep. When one of her granddaughters took a true intrest, she knew that it was her, Hope. Maybe it was by strange
coincidence, could be fate. There was no sure way of knowing the truth.

Hope became a young woman and turned 25 years old. She started having out of the ordinary dreams of a man. His name was... Jimmy. She started to believe that what her grandmother said was true. All this time Hope had thought her grandmother to be insane. Then when she met Jimmy, she knew with her heart and soul... It was him. He was 26 years old. The one thing that changed from their past was that they were city folks. Not one person thought they'd last a second. Hope went through men like candy, and Jimmy dated lots of girls. Boy, was everyone wrong or what? They got married on
the first of December in 2007. Which was on the dot, one hundred year from when I'd gotten married.

By late June Hope was pregnant. Jimmy attended to her every need. Her bestfriends told her that he was the best guy they had ever known. She didn't have to hear it. We finnaly got what we wanted eternity together. A baby to add to it.