There are three things I want before I die.
To know that my children have grown to be loving, caring, compassionate adults, who try to be kind. This one I can already see possible. My children are fast becoming those adults, and even though their childhoods were met with developmental obstacles, they learned to develop their strengths and never use their diagnoses as a crutch. I am proud of the men they are becoming and hopefully will see them as parents one day.
I want to know that I have lived my life with kindness, compassion, and gratitude. I have helped others in their lives to have a better day or change for the good. I have dedicated myself to human services. I know that I have made a difference in many people’s lives professionally and with those, I count as very good friends. But I want to leave some small legacy that has an impact on the world in general.
I want to experience true love with someone who cares as much for me as I do for them.
Not just a sexual relationship, that is always only a plus. I want someone I can count on, experience life with, see things together, and just be myself. Thus, far it has only been a pipe dream. There have been several attempts, however, given the way I care for others, I have found that most people can’t handle a true, caring, love relationship. I tend to scare them off.
I want someone who sees and accepts me for who I am. My best friend, who has watched me struggle thru a few relationships since my divorce says, will happen. You are a good person and the most honest, caring giving person I have met. God will eventually reward you for your efforts and love will find you. Somedays I wonder if this is true. But one thing I always carry with me is faith. Faith in myself, not to change who I am, and Faith in God, that he has a story written for me.