MCDANIELS

Hi! Haven't written in awhile on here so here goes...
This is Declan McDaniels (an introduction)

I'm not what you'd consider a man who'd necessarily write on Sawyers blog.
However with a bit of prodding, or in truth quite a bit, as she tends to be tenacious...

Sawyer is younger than myself. There was a time when I felt that that would tender an issue for us, but it has been a blessing in disguise.

At least in my mind. Her children are quite wonderful, but the family required guidence. I was entirely happy to offer them this.
I believe that she needed this during the the novel writing phase.

Though I'm no' easy man to contend with, Sawyer does her best to reserve judgement.
She can be graceful when she chooses.
She's the promise of the collection, so I am more than pleased with the return on our relationship.
I brought her to Paris however to alleviate any tension resinating between her and Ethan.

I tell you truthfully that man has been relentless in his pursuit.
He doubted my resiliance to the advances.
If I am anything it is genuine.
I refuse to release what I have found, and believe you me, when redemption came to me in the form of her person
I took hold mightily.

Jack inquired as to why I'd relinquish my cavalier ways, as did several of my collegues...
What is left to be said?
When you pray for the woman, and she arrives, it is a completion. Period.

Paris is beautiful this time of year.
I was able to place my past in the past, as was she, although I have to say hers is a considerable more colorful than mine...

I ran across some older writings of hers, I was genuinely surprised when my name appeared so early on, and a list of my attributes,
I'm afraid that she had me remarkably spot on.

I'm a man of considerable means, though I'd prefer not to be remembered as such. What I'd like to be remembered for is the love that I held for my three children and my enduring love for Sawyer.
I was failing when I met her.

I had a blockage in the artery running through my left leg. I would've died if she hadn't forced me to go to Jack and have the required surgery.
She handcuffed me to the bed until his arrival.
That is the Saint though, yes?

We were never meant for do or die. We were meant for such a higher cause.
She fought me over my stance at first.
Didn't love me. Hell, she didn't even like me.
Said that my reputation troubled her.
It needn't have.

Reputations, our pasts, are just that. Past.
It's what you've accomplished and what you stand for in the present.
Someone remarked to her, prior ro meeting/finding me that this was a 'pipe dream'
I felt her heart break when she recounted that ridiculous conversation.
Who is anyone to judge anothers dreams?

Had I not prayed for her, would she be here now?

I believe in the sanctity of our union.
It's who I am.
I have no need for nay sayers, or men who would propose that they are even half the man that I am. (Ethan for one)

He spoke to her, told her that he held all of my qualities to his vest, mind you.
She understood that in doing so, he does not live in such a manner.
It has never been easy being Declan McDaniels.
When power encompasses your life you must steer steadily, there is no room for variances.

Sawyer asked me, on the day of our marriage, if she could die in my arms.
That is precisely the moment when I understood the depth of her conviction.
I cannot express to you what it feels to have that knowledge within your heart nightly when you lye there
Where you once had to drink yourself into slumber
you now fall gracefully

She rarely sleeps through the night
the scars, the memories plague her.
I hold her, I assure.
I could offer her no less.
I am her husband.

I pondered over what I should write on here. I mean to say who would desire to know of me beyond my immediate circle of friends?
Yet I do so, because Sawyer felt that it was important for her readers to know that I am indeed a real person.
Her manager thought that I was an arrogant s.o.b.
Well, he'd consider me as such when I fired him. There is only room for one man in her life and no other.

Well, I haven't much else to remark on, so I leave you with this:
Don't hedge your bets, play the waiting game.
Life is for living, not as a bystander.
She is the gift of life, and I embrace her.

Declan McDaniels

I did have a list. A fairly long one in fact. I was critisized for it a great deal.
I never wavered.
Why should I?
There can only be one, and he'd not faulter either.
He'd stand, and stand he did.
(with great relief)
Yes he wears a kilt, though mostly suits. And yes he is older than myself, but that works itself out quite well.
Don't ever entertain the thought that you shouldn't pursue your dreams when others would not.
It's never a failure if you attempt.

From my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews