I wrote this title four days ago. Perhaps women’s intuition came to call. Have you ever realized that your past relationship was a lie? That the one you loved couldn’t give you what you wanted, needed or deserved. Or you loved them soooo much and they were never going to reciprocate any feelings.

Unintentionally or intentionally you had been pushing them further away. The life you wanted with them would never happen. You thought it would. You were complimentary, accommodating, amazing in bed but none of that mattered. They didn’t want you . You weren’t good enough.

So now at 48 you have a dog. A very energetic one. Full of life, love and a true baby. Someone to take care of.
It’s distracting. Nice. As he’s gone. Most likely forever. Sad. Really. I didn’t see it coming. I guess we never do. It will be hard, tough, lonely, isolation can be good to heal oneself. Right?

A dog. Providing affection.
My only one now. Rejoice.

For the dog has risen.