It's amazing how quick the tides can turn. A few short months ago I thought I was on my way to a quiet, lonely rest of my life. I felt invisible, for the most part, whenever I entered a room. Heads didn't turn, they never have. So the thought of meeting anyone, much less numerous men, never entered my mind.
But an evening at the gym, in the pool changed all that and apparently, that opened the flood gates. It makes a girl feel good if you want to know the truth.
Thanks to these gentlemen, though, I feel alive again. I can breathe again. You see, when I lost my husband over a year ago, it took my breath away. I didn't think I would be able to breathe again. I was wrong.
The attention shown to me by these gentlemen has made me realize that I am still alive. And that's it's ok to explore my options. I pretty much know which one will prevail, but it could be fun evaluating each of them.
I laugh when I think about it. My late husband would think, "look at them jockeying for my wife. I told her she wouldn't have a problem with finding someone after I was gone".
While this attention is nice, I'm not going to allow it to swell my head. They are nice guys, but I can tell you one thing that they are not.
They are not, John. That's a good and bad thing. They'll never be John. They can't be. That's the good part. But it's a signal that John's gone. He's no longer my husband and I'm free to date.
So I'll put out my umbrella and keep on strolling. Did anyone tell you that it's raining men? No one told me either. It's gonna get interesting around here.
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