It's funny but...

I never thought life would be good after I had my heart broken.  This man was going to be the one I spend the rest of my life with.  I was set, all bets were off...then he dumped me rather unceremoniously for one of those girls who preys on taken men...ladies we know the type.  I used to think if the guy really had any class he'd find a really good woman to be with and not this predator..but then I remembered he had let me go so he clearly did not know what end was up!

But life has actually reached a very good place.  I have a center to me that was missing when I was in that other life.  I also have a man who actually gives a rat's butt what I do and how I spend my day!  Who would have thought they existed?  I spent most of my 40 years chasing after inconsiderate men, mostly because I was trying to replace my father I bet.  But this one I stumbled on, I am 10 years his senior but he's gorgeous, he encourages me to try new things.  Sure, all men encourage you to try new things but the catch here is he doesn't measure my success or my failure at anything.  I'm good enough just the way I am.  Good Lord where had this man been hiding?

He took me to the beach, plopped my fat butt in a wetsuit and got me on a surf board.  My oncologist says hurray.  He then took me to Runyon Canyon and we walked around, I think the jocks call it a hike.  My oncologist says hurray!  Most recently I came back from Philadelphia and he had my bike in the livingroom because he was checking the tires and doing whatever one does to chains and such and we went on a bike ride.  Hurray!  The best part is he goes away too - he travels so we see each other 3 times a week..and the rest of the time is mine!  Who could have thought such a flexible man could ever exist?

How else has life gotten better?  I found a new synagogue. I can pursue my spiritual growth at my own speed and not feel pressured because my Hebrew isn't as good as the man whose been reciting since his bar mitzvah.  I don't get graded!  My man smiles when I squash a word and touches the Torah for me when I can't move my fingers comfortably.  He makes that connection for me.  He watches my back.  He understands my need for a kosher diet and he even arranged to have my kitchen repaired after an unruly maid cooked an unbearable combination of foods despite my strict orders to the contrary! 

As for my health, I am surrounded by concern and love.  I am the focus if the weather is cold or I am trying to stay warm.  He forgets his own comfort when mine is at stake.  Oh I am blessed. 

I think the point of this "guide" is to assure other readers that even when you think you can never be disappointed again or you should never trust again, there is someone there who has your back.   Imagine a person who would never mock you nor measure.  You are enough.