Patience is a virtue.
It’s also a blessing in disguise.
I ended a thirty-two year relationship six months ago. I’ve been attempting (in vain) to replace the lover I lost. I feel like a boat that lost its mooring to shore, and am now adrift a rocky sea.
How does anyone get used to being alone?
Time ticks by at a snails pace. I’m bored with life. I’m like a puppy left behind, with nothing to do.
I meditate asking the Universe to bring me patience. Robyn (my assistant) says that patience is learned; that the Universe shows it to you.
I’m seeking affection from men out of a pervasive need to not be alone. But no one is attractive that is needy.
Robyn says I need to take stock and rediscover who I am. Once I know who I am, men will find me.
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 