Such a good day today. Spent time with family. The sun was shining. Beautiful.
I'm feeling a little down tonight, tho. I knew it was coming; that loneliness that comes after the feeling of freedom wears off after a breakup.
I'm ready to meet someone new. I'm ready to feel those butterflies again. I'm finally at a place in my life where I can honestly say that I'm happy. I've got a decent job, a place to call home, food in the fridge. Life isn't as much as a struggle as it used to be. I don't NEED anyone to take care of me. I am doing a great job taking care of myself. Sure money gets tight sometimes, but we make it through; my sons and I, without government assistance. That's something to be proud of.
Now I just want someone to share it with. Someone who will love me for ME. Someone who will always love me no matter what size I wear, but will encourage me to eat healthy and be active. Someone who would be active with me. Someone who will enjoy spending time with me and my kids. Someone who thinks I'm smart and funny. Someone who is not afraid to say the words. Someone who is not afraid to show affection, privately or publicly. Someone who is proud to call me their baby. Their one and only. I don't need someone to spoil me with expensive gifts; that's not what love is about. The real gift is seeing love in someone else's eyes and feeling it when you are in their arms.
I have a huge heart. So much love inside me to give to the right man. I know he's out there somewhere. God will put him in my life when the time is right.
I just hope he doesn't wait too much longer; after the relationships I've been in I'm so close to giving up it's unreal.
I'm not even going to worry about it. When it happens, it happens. If I'm alone the rest of my life, so be it. I'm just tired of thinking about it and tired of being lonely.
Yikes. This post is more depressing than I thought it would be. Sorry to those who are actually reading these words. I'll try to make my next blog post a little more upbeat. ;)
Till next time, y'all <3
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