- Not Getting Any Younger
As a self-proclaimed expert on Love, what it is and what it is not, I know very little about the opposite sex-men. I’m only a woman, age 53, not getting any younger, whose life has worked out pretty much to my liking, except for men.
Actually, my relationships with men have been consistently satisfactory, except when it comes to love. My employers, my teachers, mentors, son-in-laws, friends, brothers, and especially my father have all been paramount to my experience as a human being; so, how is it that I’m such an “expert” on LOVE, but my LOVE LIFE is only history?
I have been IN LOVE, but never IN LOVE with the one man I’ve always wanted to love and wanted to love me…you see, I’ve only met him in my dreams. I’ve been dreaming of him for years.
Sometimes he’s younger, sometimes he’s older. He’s been white, he’s been black. There have been times when his face was never revealed; yet, he’s always the same tall man with a genuine soul, a great mind and an even greater heart.
His heart and his integrity are always unmistakably visible in his face, his strength in his arms, the warmth in his touch, and the gentleness in his kiss. He’s a man whose largeness of capacity to provide for his own well-being and the well-being of family, friends, and community feels like being wrapped up in a star, loved just as you are, and carried safely home.
He’s a man who belongs to no one, yet to everyone. He’s his own person, yet always available whenever needed. He’s longed for me for as long as I have him.
I may never know him, except in my heart of hearts and in my dreams, but I do find a little of him in everyone, different parts in some than others, even a little in myself. Until I do find him, I’ll continue to dream, dream, dream.
Sweet Dreams.
itsawonderfulife
