Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb
Another step in my new life's pursuit of understanding the unfathomable world of relationships...
I'm contemplating fools today.
They would disagree that they are fools, of course, but this is my blog, not theirs. So, let's just go with my opinion, shall we?
I have a friend who is my age, and is no longer looking for someone. She grew weary of dealing with a-holes, jerks, d-heads, imbeciles, testosterone-driven monkeys. She feels there is no one out there. I like her, and I can't imagine that there isn't someone, someone, someone out there for her. In the short-list of 25 million Canadians. She has no children, no significant other, but does have a good life, working too much and building Habitats for Humanity homes when she's not working.
I dated a woman, ever so briefly, who broke it off with me giving the reason that she needed to concentrate on school, and was leaving town in the fall anyways. We had some good times together, and things in common, but from the day after the first date I could feel her pulling away everytime something remotely like romance reared it's head. Which confused me greatly, but one learns slowly to go with actions, not words, no matter how lovely those words might be.
Fools? Perhaps. :-D
Or perhaps I am the fool. :-D
The most important thing in the world to me boils down to one word: people. My children, and making a difference in the world have always been my main focus, but I've added one more in the search for a significant other.
Now the original point I came here to make is this:
You can't spend your whole life waiting for it to happen, or for the right person to show up. You need to be pro-active.
You have to be ready to jump in when the right person comes along.
You have to be ready to jump out if it turns out you were wrong.
Waffling is a waste of time.
It is or it isn't.
It is what it is.
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