Going It Alone

Going It Alone

Where does one even start with such a title?  Well, I decided to just go ahead and write out what I mean.

It's been some time since I have been divorced.  Eleven years now if you can believe.  And since then, I've been going it alone. To be solo, no intention to remarry, heck no intention to continue the God awful world of dating or even giving it a whirl with anyone. Just disappointing at my age. That's just who I am, I guess. I enjoy being single and not having to worry about another to care for, cook for, having to talk to every single day, lol.  Yes, there are definitely times when I can talk one's ear off, but again, day in and day out?  No thanks, just exhausting to think about. I like my quiet and peaceful time. It's a beautiful, beautiful thing. (A little Trump mockery).😆

I honestly feel I was put on the this earth to raise my four boys and guide them to be good strong men. That's what puts a smile on my face and gives me plenty of enjoyment all around. They all have their own character and strengths, which gives them a ton of motivation in this world to be whatever they choose to be, and I am very proud of each and every one of them. 

Don't get me wrong, I loved being married. One of the most precious gifts one can have and be blessed with, especially knowing it was the right person. At least then anyway. Most important, look what came of it. Four boys!  Very lucky and grateful for that right there.

Many people to this day ask, "So, have you found anyone yet?"  I now simply so no, and let them know it's okay to be going it alone, it's who I am. The independence of my world is too great now. Most men do not care for that. I have seen it when I was out there dating, or giving it a whirl.  For some odd reason, men still think us women, well, me for example, need to be told what I need and what I don't need. Hello! I am 56, I pretty much have an idea by now!  And yes, we all want to grow old with somebody, but that somebody has not come along for me yet, and he may never.

I still love my ex-husband and that's okay as well. I don't mind saying that at all. My kids know it, my friends know it, and it's life.  Yes, I gave up the marriage intentionally for good reason back then, but that doesn't mean I have to stop loving. My heart is huge, and I hold that dearly. It's not too often it could happen twice to anybody anyway. People just tend to "settle", and I just can't understand why they do. To each is own. I get it, so I think. (Oh, and yes, I have moved on....😏)

From here, I will just continue on with my happy self.  There is so much to do in this world and I am looking forward to doing so much more.  Just can't say my body is getting any younger.  Few more aches here and there, and the Lyme still persists, which doesn't help matters.  But hey, that's life! 

 ~The End