And Next

Published February 7, 2020 by helentastic67

And Next

A few years back I went to my High School reunion (25 years) and one particular guy asked me these questions.

“Married?”
And my reply, short and sweet “No”
“Divorced?”
(in my head WFT) Again “No”
Then “Children?”
“What?” (again, in my head WFT) “No! Why?”

Now, I do not feel I’ve failed at life because I’ve not done any of those things. I have dated, not much dating. More meet a guy, spend time with said guy (No! Not bonk each other’s brains out) maybe a little, but the stuff you do to work at, if you want to be permanently attached to this person forever.

What? I am a hopeless romantic. I just am not willing to throw myself at every man out there to find a decent one.

Sidebar: Where the hell are the decent one’s by the way?

I digress, I’ve had relationships. Sure, they broke my heart. The others, I broke theirs, or they didn’t have a heart to break.

I have the mentality to not go back when a relationship is over. Alas, if it didn’t work the first time and the one’s that got away have never come back.

And NEXT.

2 comments on “And Next

  • I thought I was married (many years ago) but he turned out to be a bigamist. But back then proving it would have been more difficult (in the days of no internet) so I just divorced him. I had step-children and many animal children over the years. I’m glad you have Mika M xo

    About beautiful men… I saw the most beautiful young man a few years ago. Someone interested in giving one of my puppies a home (didn’t happen). I thought Oscar Wilde would have loved him! A kind of Dorian Gray. And, yes, he’s gay.

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