Sandee, thank you for saying something about this story and how you related to it.

It’s strange: it has had 137 views, 71 full reads, 92 claps, but no one, no one, has responded with words until you did just now. Do you know how that made me feel until you responded? Like some kind of weirdo. So thank you for welcoming me back into the human race.

What you said about the right one finding YOU when the time is right, perhaps when you come into full contentment with yourself, that’s exactly the mentoring I was given. I didn’t really FEEL it, though, until I read Shaunta’s piece. The word “with” did it for me, made me get it.

I’m so old now that I wonder whether I still have time left for the right one to find me. And you know what? I’ve had so many loves, so many lovers, so many emotional ups and downs that it almost doesn’t matter anymore.

Maybe I wasn’t meant to find “him” (or her) in this life. After all, just because none of them “lasted forever” doesn’t mean the love I had with them wasn’t real. I certainly loved them purely.

Maybe that’s what I was meant to receive in this life — the experience of loving someone purely. And thanks to Shaunta and the word “with,” I now can love myself purely. Maybe it comes only with age. If that’s the sum total of my learnings in this incarnation, it’s sufficient. Dayenu.