Pleased to Meet You - An Introduction

I'm every-woman. Every woman that is over the age (or approaching) fifty with no children and who has never been married, that is. I have more than a handful of female friends whose journeys have bore much similarity to mine. My guess is that if I have more than a handful, then they probably do too, and so on... This blog aspires to effectively represent the voice of many women who, like me, have made alternative choices for their lives. Don't get me wrong, I feel that being single and without children has it's great advantages, but every single, mid-life woman questions herself on this topic at one point in her life or another. She wonders if she should have just married one of those guys along the way, one who was available to her, so that she could have raised a family of her own. She wonders if she has been hoping for and expecting too much out of romantic relationships. Has she been looking for something that doesn't really exist? Will she ever feel complete without experiencing the joys of motherhood? Is she enough? Is she still beautiful? Is she just plain "missing out?". Call me crazy, but I don't think so...

If you are like me, you have a number of close girlfriends who's number one priority was to have a family of their own. So...they got married and had a family.  Simple, right?  Not so much.  My priority regarding romantic relationships has always been to have a "really, really, really good" one before I bring others into the mix.  So what exactly, you ask, is  a "really, really, really good" relationship to me? Not a clue.  I'm joking, but sometimes I feel that way. I mean, if I had an idea of exactly what it  means to me to have such a wonderful relationship, I surely would not have spent so much time dating some of the characters from my past.  For example, the guy who once faced forty years in prison because he invented a hand-held device to count cards and had a team of gamblers using this device in Las Vegas. Yes, I know he got caught, but that didn't make him any less intriguing.  Or the fifty-three year old,  CONFIRMED bachelor who invented the Scruncii (yes, that hair thingy) and, on our first date said, "Sharon told me that she met my wife (Sharon being the one who introduced us). She was right". Yes, I was intrigued (again) and yes, I can be gullible at times.

The bottom line is, that no matter how things have turned out, we must be proud of our choices.  Well... at least proud of what we've learned from said choices. Regardless, today is a new day and I am choosing to rejoice that I don't have children and can go see 'The Help' this afternoon with a close, wonderful and divorced girlfriend.  Won't you join me?

With kind regards,
Molly

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