At Last

I can be stupid, stuborn, and maddening.  Just ask my sister.  She has had it up to "here" with me, and lacks the resiliency to withhold judgement any longer.  I am impulsive, spontaneous, and unpredictable.  I do things when I want to and sometimes those things don't always show good judgement.  I have to admit I have enjoyed living this way.  There can be a huge payoff, and taking risks suits my heart.  Sometime those choices I make indicate I just want to experience what something is like, just to gather the knowledge of it, and I'll take a hit if I need to.  Sometimes I think it's worth it, and sometimes it's not, but I do believe living this way has made me compassionate, flexible, exciting and experienced, if not always wise.

But this time I have wisdom.  I know something I can't let go of, and I have to protect it.  I have a pearl.  This pearl's name is David, and I love him.  What we have together is special, and I'm not going to risk anything about it because I don't want to lose it, ever.  I don't want anything but pretty and good and sweet and right to ever be near my pearl. I want it to grow in luster and beauty, and I want the world to know what I treasure.  I treasure a good and loving man who gives me peace and security from his heart.  And nothing else matters.  He shines brightly in my eyes. I am happy.  I have never had happy to lose, and now that I do, I'm slowing down.  I don't have to look for any other experience to fill in the empty of my life.  Love is the whole package.