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morning is cold, dull and I am restless... I want to wander through life's thoughts and maybe have a theme... bit like putting a dollop of cream on the strawberries...WOMEN WHO LIVE SINGLE LIVES, well no I may want to include men in this topic also... we'll see.
I have met & walked along side many single friends & aquaintences.... we are often restless... as well as often content.... isolated... standing alone.. but many many are focussed on making sense of the life they find themselves in.
I discovered this in those early seasons of aloneness, when the walls closed in & I felt so wretchedly alone... where the tears fell in copious amounts all day..where one's heart broke.
I guess one can go on like this & fall into a sodden pile on the carpet of the alien house one finds one in... friends of warmth are all far away... no-one near you knows you or you also will keep a guard up... so they will never know ...
Often we are spoken of as INDEPENDENT.... how I hate that description... my friends & Ie have often had discussions on this topic & the only reason we appear independent is there just isn't anyone here to wheel the garbage bin out or nip up to buy a litre of milk during a chef's extravaganza... or dare I say it... some soft chest to cuddle into for a moment..just to catch one's breath...
But we are STRONG ... as life has strengthen us to a point we never were expected to reach, we have a little backbone... stiff & rusty it feels at times as the weight we sometimes carry is heavy... or our arm gently holds another up for a moment as they trip over their feet... we laugh...
We share special moments....
