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A REAL WOMAN I’m not a beauty queen, I’m not 27, but I’m tryin’ I don’t have a models figure. Don’t look like a bulldog, but don’t look like Meg Ryan I’m a real woman; hope you see the beauty inside. I struggle with my weight; darn those extra pounds Full hips bore 2 , ample breasts to rest a head. Varicose veins, strength marks. My bones make weird sounds laugh lines, age spots, & grey hairs; I’ve earned every one. 25 years being a mother, friend, lover and wife Woke up one day suddenly left all alone plenty of time for me to start a new life. Which way do I turn, what do I do first? Been through it all and it ain’t heaven; anxiety, panic attacks, broke, depression; Sometimes I wish I were still seven! I’ll bounce back; it all makes me stronger. I don’t drive a shiny red sports car or live in a mansion live pay check to pay check my home & my garden they are my passion I keep my sanity in my sanctuary Learned to replace glass in windows and how to do plumbing Change oil in my vehicles and replace a roof, How to paint a house and balance a budget with nothing. I think I’ve forgotten what leisure times for. This hasn’t turned out the way I thought it would be. Working full time, paying the bills, taking care of the home. Tears on my pillow, What about me? Could be worse, I’m not homeless yet. I’m not ready for that rocking chair yet Still got a lot of living left to do Places to go, things to do; you bet! much more fun to share with someone. Men have come & men have gone It’s been 12 years; my prince hasn’t come. Waiting and still searching for that special one I know he’s out there; that special match. |
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7/8/2007 5:55 pm |
Excellent blog Cinnamon, so open and honest. You are so right when you say that things "could be worse". My senior years have sure not turned out the way I had expected...I won't even begin to tell you the details. Just for today you are still able to work and you have your home and garden and of course a nice group you belong to where you can share your feelings. I wish you inner peace and good health, whether or not you find a man. Big hug to you.
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7/8/2007 6:24 pm |
bijou, thank you! Guess everything happens for a reason, sometimes we just never figure out the reason! Take care Sandie
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Great post....you have a lot to offer and he will know it when he finds you.....RED Some believe in destiny, some believe in fate. I believe that happiness is something we create 
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7/8/2007 8:14 pm |
There is always someone less fortunate than we are. I know that I won't be retiring any time soon as I could not live on 1/4th of what I make now. But if a man comes along that may be nice but I can live without him as long as I have my family and friends
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7/8/2007 11:24 pm |
I WANTED TO STOP BY AND TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LIKE YOUR POEM... GOSH NONE OF US LOOK LIKE WHAT WE USED TO LOOK LIKE ANYMORE AFTER A WHILE YOU GET USED TO BEING ALONE YOU LEARN HOW TO DO ALL THE THINGS YOUR HUSBAND USED TO DO YOU LEARN HOW TO SURVIVE BUT, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING MISSING FROM OUR LIFE LIKE BEING A TRAIN THATS ON THE WRONG TRACK NO PARTNER TO LOVE OR LOVE YOU BACK. LIKE LOSING THE MAP TO YOUR DESTINATION LIKE RIDING THE RAILS WITHOUT ANY STATIONS. We are the leaves of one branch, the drops of one sea, the flowers of one garden.
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7/8/2007 11:46 pm |
Thank you everyone for your comments! Things just aren't working out at all lately! Relationships, job, home. I know part of the reason is I have to learn to like myself. A funny thing; 2 people posted blogs today relating to just that. Almost felt like they were talking to me; maybe so.
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