Personal Journal

July 27, 2021

July 27, 2021

I’m missing my mother a lot today. I decided to talk to her. I told her that I’m tired of being single. I asked her if she had time to find me a good man with a kind heart, a good Christian man who will love me faults and all. Someone I could share the rest of my life with. I thought I heard her giggle. I told her that I thought I was finally ready at 51 to be in a committed long-term relationship.

A part of me feels like I should wait until I have this writing career in the right place until I’m no longer living with my friends, and when my debt is gone. Then I realized my life is never going to be just so. It’s never going to be perfect. If I keep waiting, I’ll meet him when I’m a hundred and I’ll drop dead the next day. (My luck is not good)

Then I realized I might need to give some specifics. I asked her to make sure that he was tall and attractive with a good sense of humor. I told her that he didn’t have to be wealthy, but at least have a job doing something he enjoyed. I reminded her that I have no problem with hard work, so I wasn’t looking for someone to take care of me.

I remembered at the last minute to add that he should be a good hugger because I missed her hugs so much that I needed a stand-in. Then I asked her to put in a word with God about helping me with my writing career. (I can’t hurt, can it?)