Dear LifesNotOver:
I am very grateful for your response and that you found us. I returned from a two-hour walk, trying to get my head on straight. I had to get away from the computer and my veiled cries for attention. OH, I'm all right. Poetry is a release, but I get discouraged when my heartfelt words seem unnoticed. Of course, I know better, and you have confirmed that my "pen to paper" has not been in vain.
I truly understand where you are coming from. My mate was strong and competent, I was not. However, our being poles apart emotionally became an unfathomable breach. Such words as I have written were ever at the front -- my entire life -- yet my Mediterranean self was too unpredictable, too explosive for a stable relationship. My point being, I'm glad I was here this morning for you when I myself was about to give up. May you find happiness with your flawed but worthy man.
Well, I've "given up" so many times, but here I remain! I shall continue to write.
THANK YOU!
Blessings and peace and love,
CoCo