I will never be tall,
But the right man will love me for my shortcomings.
I will never look hungry,
But the right man knows the way to his heart is through his stomach.
I will always have scars,
But the right man knows that the bumps and scrapes in life have given me experience and made me who I am.
I will never have perfect teeth,
But the right man will always make me smile.
I will never have straight hair,
But the right man will like that my unruly hair matches my personality.
I will always have a heart that forgives too easily, loves too quickly, and is leaps and bounds ahead of me,
But the right man will chase it and me until he catches us both and never lets us go.
I will always be me,
And for the right man that will always be enough.
Rants, raves, rememberings and run-on sentences to describe my day-to-day events, opinions, and adventures in adapting to my divorce, finding happiness with myself, and all while still striving to recreate in my home some of the feelings of the picturesque 1950's home-life, but with a little of my own personal attitude mixed in.
Side Note:
Side Note:
For those who haven't figured it out, or haven't been here: The titles of most of the blogs here are song lyrics. If you google them, it should take you to the song and the song is good to listen to before, during, or after reading to help set the tone of the blog. I find music to be very cohesive with reading and writing.
For those who haven't figured it out, or haven't been here: The titles of most of the blogs here are song lyrics. If you google them, it should take you to the song and the song is good to listen to before, during, or after reading to help set the tone of the blog. I find music to be very cohesive with reading and writing.
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