Tonight was, taking place, yet another get together of "our" singles group in Graham, Texas.
There was much discussion of the personal issues faced as a single person, alone. We spoke of facing the issues where mostly married people rarely relate. Situations rarely faced by people who have remained married.
It gave me a feeling of belonging. It made me feel that I belong. The feeling was in the air. It seemed as if all 5 of us present felt the same.
After divorce, the many perps of deception, the many heartbreaks, the frustration at trying to find someone to love who would love me in return, I gave up.
The pain, the frustration, the utter futility made it a useless pursuit.
It's much better, promotes greater happiness to engage in those pursuits which are more positive outcome producing. Social events, hobbies, personal activities, even volunteer work!
I stopped dating while still believing there are many good men in the world. Being a good woman, I believe, equally, there are good men in the world. Good men who respect themselves, whom also respect women.
I stopped dating while I still love men, still love masculine traits!
Tonight, whilst discussing this, it felt very validating.
In this small group, we have very diverse people.
Kind people.
Compassionate people.
A 50/50 balance of people.
Love this!
I know that all good things.....(You know how this colloquialism finishes)
Knowing this, I will enjoy our Thursday nights as long as they last.
Aloha!
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Friday, July 6, 2018
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