A personal thought; a very important part of who-I-am:
TODAY, returning from my daily walk/hike with Cubby, I heard my favorite
song. I was reminded of the first time I heard Alan Jackson sing-- REMEMBER WHEN.
It was 2010 and I was sitting in the Dentist Office in White Hall, AR. Suddenly, over the piped-in music
system, I heard this amazing song, a song so sweet it brought tears to my eyes. I immediately asked the nurse if she knew the name of the singer....and the name of the song.
the beginning of my love affair with a very emotional song. Indulge me, please, as I post some deep-down thoughts that visit me....each time I hear REMEMBER WHEN:
"As I mature, I wonder why
so much of yesterday is no longer a part of today. Whatever happened to Beautiful Music, Love Songs, Meaningful Poems, and---most of all--- Romance and Real Men? Whatever happened to men who were handsome, dressed-well, were confident, and knew how to "romance"
I've always loved men. There have always been men--real men--gentlemen-- in and out of my life. Regardless of age or where I lived, men wanted to be close--to be physical--to be romantic.
Overtime, I realized I needed so-much-more than whats "available" today. I don't need someone to temporary make love to my body. I needed a special someone to make permanent love
to my heart.