I have met some beautiful people this year. My “adopted” daughter who has undoubtedly become a big part of my life. My neighbours have come through for me and some friends I least expected to. And the 14 month old daughter of a close friend has touched me deeply with her knowing comfort with me. She rests her head on my head when I am holding her in my left arm, and falls asleep like that for a few moments, or sometimes pretends to, then laughs madly.
I’ve also (I thought) fallen in love on more than one occassion. Only to be dissappointed. I am a hopeless romantic. But then I have a tendancy to chose ridiculously impossible women to love.
I’ve spent a lot of time at home this year and consequently to while away hours I hang out in chat rooms on the net.I have met some very good and kind people in these places, some really special people.
I’ve met one recently who, though I like her a lot, I am not falling in love with. This is because I have yet to meet her and she’s another, in some ways, perhaps, impossible woman, and mostly, because I am chosing not to. Not yet. She’s a beautiful person and very special. I can tell that already Life is good.