Waiting for love.
Is it a game or a real wait?
I keep talking to P over at DotedOn about love and Mr. Right.
And I always get so excited about finding love and my prince.
But in reality I have no clue what I want.
So today as I was sharing some of my thoughts with her it dawn on me that I should really start to think this true.
What are the key elements I look for?
What is it that a man will find in me?
They are my key.
And because of them I don’t look for love.
And that is not a bad thing!
NOT AT ALL.
I just need to have my focus on them.
And in all honesty I think its hard for a stranger to come in as a step dad to three young children.
I think that it is too much to handle.
I might be wrong.
I might be on a strange planet where this is just a bucket of crazy thoughts to all you here on earth.
So then I am back to waiting.
Waiting for the kids to get older.
Waiting for my body to transform into the shape I want it to be (oh.. I forgot to mention that, but my body being “ugh” is also a reason why I can’t have love..)
I guess I can wait.
I have always been good at waiting.
So another decade of waiting will be accepted I guess.
I just hope that in the long run I will be able to share my older days with another adult human being, and not only my adult children..
Love should be everywhere.
And I have love for my kids and love from them.
So in some sense I have love everywhere.
And therefore I can wait until the right person comes along…..