A friend came to see me in tears. Seems the man she’s been dating who was so crazy about her, has cooled his heels, leaving her in utter bewilderment. How could he like her so much, then suddenly pull away?
This brings me to my boot analogy.
You see a pair that stop you in your tracks. Omg, it’s the pair I’ve always wanted…my dream boots, so I get them, thinking, I’ll never take them off. They’ll be mine forever…UNTIL…you see another pair, also show-stoppers you feel you can’t live without. So now, the first pair, you still like, but not as much as the new ones, are in back of the closet with that snowboard and trumpet, when you thought you were gonna be the next Miles Davis.
That’s how men see women. We are in first place until another filly enters the race pushing us out of the winner’s circle.
My poor friend is so heartbroken, even though I urge her, not to take it personally. It’s merely the nature of the beast needing variety, not able to stay satisfied nor say no.
I guess when you’re as old as I am, you learn to glean the good as it’s given, releasing it when it gives no more.
But Cassie isn’t there yet. He was her prince after all, who was really a wolf in prince’s clothing.
Love, so fleeting…yet when it comes our way cracks us wide open, and despite its whimsy, is the way it should be, as long as we remember…
nothing lasts forever.