Whoa. I just read a story at another community I'm involved with. What it was, was a story of a woman who was going to meet her lover and in his arms she found all the things she didn't find in the arms of her husband. Damned saddest story I ever read. Why? Because I already have what she sought and have had that for twenty-some years. I can understand for those who don't, why they'd want the same. But it's hard for them, hard for those people who want that kind of love and don't have it... and hard for those who who have it and then lose it. That's all most of us want is just someone to love who'll love us back.
There was a time when I looked with much disaproval at those who might have affairs, and it's not like I applaud them now, but I do understand better. It's easy to throw stones when you're one of the fortunate ones, but it's not so easy to be one of the unfortunates.
I hope she finds the love she seeks for herself. Ideally, she'll find that with her life partner and if she can't, maybe it will be better for her to move on. There's no point in me telling her that though, she's all grown up now. Meanwhile, I sent my husband a note at work and told him how very, very fortunate I feel right at this moment to have a man like him for my Beloved.
*clink* Here's wishing that all the lonely people find what I have been so fortunate to find. (Feeling-sad-for-others-tonight-Tess)
This is for all the lonely people
Thinking that life has passed them by
Don't give up until you
Drink from that silver cup
And ride that highway in the sky . . .
