In truth, it would be hard for me to find the strength to take bold initiatives like starting a group. Remember that I haven’t made any friends in more than 15 years, so I’m rusty. Nowadays my mood will swing between having a sense of peace and joy, and being totally depressed, and I can swing to the latter quite rapidly. And then on top of that, a lack of sleep. Last night, I tried melatonin. It did help me go to sleep, but I woke up at 12:45, and tossed and turned until morning.
All of the kids except the eldest daughter will be gone next weekend, camping with their father. W, who has been very friendly to me lately, informs me that she will not be here either: she gave some flimsy story, but I know perfectly well that she is taking advantage of the kids being gone in order to spend a romantic weekend with her BF. Why do I care? Because I’m envious.
depressed rant follows
Why does she find love so easily? It hardly seems fair. She is beautiful, to be sure, and I am not (though once she found me attractive). Is that all there is to it? I am a sinner, to be sure, but I have never been unfaithful, and she has been with both of her husbands. Sometimes I wish I could be like St Therese, who as far as I know never seemed to have any interest in the opposite sex,
as such. But I do have an interest, a mighty interest, and a lot of love to give, and I love children enormously.
end of rant
OK, I know that I’ve no one to blame but me for the fact that I’ve not found love, when I’ve sequestered myself for 14 years, but I worry that some mistakes have gone on for so long that they can’t be reversed.
I suppose it would help if I were less selfish! I would like to be, since I am now single, what JPII once gave as a definition of a priest: a man for others. It’s a paradox, isn’t it? I want something (e.g. marriage, family), but I must seek first the kingdom, and surrender to God’s will.
Genuinely. I must lose my life in order to find it. This is a great struggle for me to understand and implement.
You are a single, young man ----- the sky is the limit!
That’s nice of you to say, but at age 40, it’s hard for me to see it that way, especially in terms of relationships.