I'm dabbling again, seeing who and what is out there in the dating pool, cautiously sticking my toe into the water to find out if i will go swimming again. It's not looking good, but honestly, i'm not trying very hard. I almost feel like i've done my time, as it were, in romantic relationships. When i say this to any of my female friends i get "you haven't had your great love yet. it will come" When i say this to my male friends they say "don't even bother, we are all assholes". Well that's the gist of it, if not the exact words. I feel that i have had two great loves, and that neither one was meant to last forever, and that they probably lasted a lot longer than they should have. One, to have my beautiful children with, the other, to find my SELF with. I don't know what i gave to them, or how i added or subtracted from their lives, and that is not for me to know. Maybe love really is like that plant i'm...
Ramblings of a 50something woman