Yearning

My parents went away to celebrate their 40th anniversary. That is a long time, they grew up together, my mother was only 19 and my father 21 when they said those vows. I am a witness that it was not all roses, and my mother told me herself, if I didn't come home when I did, they may not have made it. (God does work in mysterious ways). I am happy for them, but in their absence I long for companionship. I can talk to my daughter all day, but I will only get smiles, spit, and dada as a response. I am ready to get together with a man, I know that I will not be a single parent for long, once we move out of here. I don't want to be, never wanted to be. Someone I can be myself with, that will not take advantage of me or my daughter. Someone I can love on that will not get sick of it (not sex, but just be affectionate with). In time.....in time.