For a long time I’ve been looking for someone to share my life with, and in some ways waiting to live life with someone. I don’t know if it’s the fear of being alone, or the need to share experiences with someone else, or just a sense of loneliness, but I’ve been waiting for someone ever since I can remember.
I remember being asked by an English teacher once what I wanted in life and my answer was simple: a stack of good books, a comfy chair, and a pot of tea. Years later that English teacher forwarded my answer to me and asked how it had changed… I added just one thing, “and someone to share it with.”
Now almost 20 years later, I look back and I finally realize that I’ve been wrong all along. While there could be one special someone in my life, I’m blessed with far more friends and family than one person deserves. I don’t see them enough, and I certainly don’t share my life with them enough.
And so my life is on hold no longer. I’m going to live each day with verve and intensity, and I’m going to share my life with all those who’ve touched me over the years. If any of you are reading this: let’s connect again, get together, go out, and grab life by the horns. It should make for a fun ride!
Ok…I’ll sound off.
It really irks me that you and I lost touch. Especially since we were stompin the same ground and never met up…! After all, Old Glory is 2 short blocks from Georgetown billiards.
inexcusible…!
Hope you’re well. Expect an invite to the first of many summer cookouts.
-P.
Ok…I’ll sound off.
It really irks me that you and I lost touch. Especially since we were stompin the same ground and never met up…! After all, Old Glory is 2 short blocks from Georgetown billiards.
inexcusible…!
Hope you’re well. Expect an invite to the first of many summer cookouts.
-P.