Patience is a virtue. We’ve all heard this. I’ve written about patience before. I don’t have a lot of it. It’s one of the things I’m working on. I’m also working on recognizing signs. I don’t believe in coincedences. I believe things happen for reasons. I’ve also written about how people come and go in our lives for reasons. I’m still hoping for someone to come along to help me learn some patience.
If you’ve been following my blog, you know by now that I’m recovering from a bad relationship and a misguided childhood. I’m seeing things more clearly than ever before. Those of you who know me from The Writer’s Chatroom know that I’m a flirt. It’s fun and for the most part harmless. I’ve been flirting with a lot of people lately, some close, some far away, some new, some I’ve been flirting with a long time. It’s like playing Cat & Mouse, which I’ve also blogged about. The game can be fun, but everybody has to play along. I’m not one for playing those games for long.
At this point, I’ve figured out what I want. And I DON’T WANT TO WAIT FOR IT! I want something real, something close enough to touch. I want someone who already knows what he wants, and how to recognize it when he finds it. I don’t want to have to drag him in front of his own mirror so he can fix his own problems. He should have done that by now. When the right man comes along I hope I recognize him for who and what he is. And I hope he sees in me what and who I truly am. Because when that happens, true magic comes to life. The magical energy of two hearts perfectly in tune with each other.
As a writer I play What If a lot. But playing What If with my heart is a tricky game. I can dream up dozens of scenarios where I first meet him. The One. I don’t know if I’ve already come across him or if he’s waiting for me to find him. But I’m not going to wait forever on what Might Be. I’m going to push the boundaries of my comfort zone and go in search of What Is.