no, really
Well, Friday night is finished. I got some of the help I needed before driving the boys off to their dad’s. I’m beat and I’m heading for bed. But the thing that has been rolling around my head all night as I went about my Momalicious duties is I really would love a afternoon/evening/night of low-key hanging out that might or might not include a shoulder massage or two. Just low-key. Doesn’t have to include kissing. Hugging would be good. Leaning on each other would be required. Watching ridiculous movies would be an option. Just hanging, but not alone. I’m yearning for that comfortable space where you don’t have to have an agenda or activity. Not comfortable enough to be taken for granted. That sweet in-between that I don’t even know if it actually exists.
Well, a girl can dream.
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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TGIF 2007
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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TGIF 2007
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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TGIF 2007
May 5th, 2007 at 12:07 am
I’ll I was fortunate to find my husband, I was also sad because I wanted the same joy for everyone else, especially for my friends that were lonely and didn’t want to be alone. I had to convince myself that I deserved to be loved and happy. Sometimes it almost feels like a crime in this day and age. I found him when I gave up on love, there must be some sort of enlightenment in that, or maybe I just got lucky and won a cosmic lottery.
I wish you the best in life and love.
-P
May 5th, 2007 at 5:22 pm
I think that sweet spot exists, but we pendulum through it briefly, on the way through to a more normal state of being.