OK, so I guess I had better start off by saying something about myself, I am distinctly middle aged and female which basically makes me a bit invisible. I’m also very single which means I have no one to bore the ears off, hence wanting to write it down and inflict it on anyone who can be bothered to read it.
Let’s start off with a common moan, ‘baggage’, when older people start saying they haven’t got, or don’t want to meet people who have baggage what the heck are they expecting. If you have lived for five (plus) decades wouldn’t you have a suitcase full of failed relationships or bitter memories of people who have been mean to you? or are there people in the world who have had a perfect life and hold no grudges? I hope there are, it would give hope to those of us who have wasted what they have, and have gone past the point of no return.
I always wanted to enjoy my job, marry happily, have a family and lots of close relations who meet regularly and celebrate life.
When my sister and I were growing up we use to visit some of my Father’s relatives, a wonderfully happy large family in a house full of noise and joy, we loved it so much, we wished we could stay for ever. Not a lot to ask for I think, I didn’t want to rule the world or be rich and famous, just to be genuinely happy. I’m not saying I have had a crap life, just that nothing worked out that way and it never will now, and that does leave some baggage.
People will no doubt say, be grateful for what you do have, there are people worse off than you, and yes I agree. However, you can be OK with your circumstances but also regret what you will never have. Anyway, after all of that, let’s just say I have a few things to get off my chest and will probably ramble on a bit, and maybe a few people will take to reading this and enjoy it, you never know.
Once upon a snowstorm
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