A soft breeze blew a strand of hair in my eyes as I waited It was not a tear drop but the stinging of what was yet to come I watched her throw hear head back and smile as bright as the sun A spark of electricity flashed between the two The lovers dance started right on cue She touched his face and her sweet caress was so overwhelming that I could feel his pulsating heart from across the room I heard the ticking of the clock, it was almost noon His hand on her back, the intimacy is clear Will he love her forever, will he hold her dear? As I walk away, a thought enters my mind If I look for my soul mate what will I find?
I looked at my world and realized that life was passing me by. Why did I wait to live? Why did I waste so much time waiting for happiness to find me? Giving each person the chance to be "the right one." Always to be disappointed in the end. So many years wasted on a love that was just pretend. All though I made some mistakes and bad choices too. I can not change the past, only make my life new. That life is behind me and the lessons learned. I carry my head held high, my dignity I have earned. I looked deep inside myself to patch my broken heart and now is the time for a brand new start. I will look in the mirror each and every day and thank God I am alive and never forget to pray. I will open my heart and mind to love, even if I only love me. I will open my eyes to others around me and choose to really "see." One chance to burn me and I will turn away, never to look back never, to stay. I will learn to let the fear inside guide me. Trust those who earn it and walk away when my gut tells me to run. Embrace each new day and quit living in the night. Learn to make life all right. I am finally ready to live my life, laugh out loud and love me........
I was a single teen mom of 3. I had a horrible time finding someone to date. I thought it was just the 80's. But now that my kids are grown and I find myself sticking my toes back into the dating pool again, I find that single dad's are more common. I am young enough to start over again with someone that has children. But I guess I would want to make sure that I really cared about the person before I got involved with his children. The hurt factor could go both ways when children are involved.
RE: 40 year Curse