My brown Eyed Girl....

Hi, I am back. I have a 2:00pm Chiropractor visit today, and time for a small Blog on the new site. As I said earlier, this Blog series is a "kinder, gentler" version of the rant that I posted on My Space a while back. I did go a "bit" too far in some of my descriptions of events gone by. And, I was a tad "unkind" to Dagmara (even though she fully deserved it...) THIS time around...I will go easy on her. (Or as easy as a true account can allow...)

The blogs that will follow will tell the story how we met, what all we have been up to since then, where we are, and where I hope we will end up. I am walking literally on Egg shells with the girl right now....with the "Sword of Domocles" suspended obver my head. You see, I am now in Orlando Florida with friends getting my life straightened out. (It was Dagi's idea that I do it...). A chance opened up, and I took it.

Problem is, "when the Cats away, the Mice will play". I am now here, and Dagmara has run wild with silly online ads trying to meet other guys, and has (what I have been told) is a virtually non-stop weekend get-a-way and night life.Me?

I havent't looked at, talked to, or been with another girl. Period.

All a matter of priorities, and what you want in life I guess. Am I running for office? Sainthood? No. Have I had chances? Too many to count. But, it's not what I want.
My girlfriend, and dare I say it , Fiancee, is one: Dagmara Emilie Moron. (I call her Dagmara Moroni because I think that is the "root" of her Italian heritage name...)

Her friends at work call her "Dagi" which I don't really care for...but which she insists on being called. Her Mom Calls her "Daga" and "Dagusch". All the Com Block gals have like 24 variants of their names...I learned that a long time ago.

So my Dagi...my Dagmara...my Brown Eyed Girl. We together, after about 4 years of "bliss", came to the conclusion, that I had hit a brick wall. I was robbed of my entire Savings and Operating funds at an Antique show in the Czech Republic in 2004. this set into a wave of events, that culminated in my losing businesses in 2 Countries, my Shop, and my Apartments in Prague and Antwerp. I lost it all...

But at the end of that...in the darkness, I met her. I met Dagi at a time in my life where I was not at all attractive to women. I was drinking too much...and was on the last legs of a 23 year long Marriage that I was desperate to end. (My then Wife, also seeing an abrupt end to a a VERY nice lifestyle that I had provided her with over the years, was also seeking greener pastures. So...there I was. tired, often drunk, and feeling basically just sorry for myself.

Then I met Dagmara.

She showed me (then) how decent and loving a girl could be. She showed me (then) how GOOD a person could be...how someone could really help, and lift someone up out of the troubles and worries that they had. She was (then) that person.

Now? A terrible change has taken place. She has become cold...distant, rude...disconnected. I don't even recognize her voice anymore when I call....she sounds like, and has become a totally different person. And it was with this change of voice and persona, that i found out that she has been unfaithful...and has been with other Men.

And this has truly broken my heart.


Although we are separated by space and distance, my Love for her will never diminish. I still love her. the very reason that I am HERE, is because of that love. When a Sailor sails away, and leaves a Wife or Lover behind...it is the love he has for her, and the hope that she will keep her heart open only for him...that keeps him going on cold nights at Sea.

this has been taken away from me. And for what reason? truly? I have no idea...

I try and try...I call, send gifts, send cards...and get no response. But, I have not given up. Will I? Never!

I will gain her love and respect back, or die trying. It's as simple as that!

In later Blogs...I will talk about how we met, and the hopes that I have for the future. See you then!