Confession. I have a secret love.

I have a lovely partner,
my husband of twenty two years,
and four wonderful children.
However I have a secret love.

I have kept this secret love,small__4128309194
for as long as I have known my husband.
It is not a conventional love,
and certainly not one I often speak of.

This love of mine is kept hidden away,
out of sight.
Yet I know it is always there for me.
When others are not around,
I can visit my love once more.

When I do I am transported back.
Back in time to the days when I was single.
I still had my own name,
and a lifetime of dreams ahead of me.
Me and my love went everywhere together.
Oh the tales my love could tell.

Today as a result of the daily prompt,
I felt compelled to revisit my love.
My feelings were unchanged.
I held my love in my arms once more,
and closed my eyes.
A million memories came flooding back.

However I have aged and so has my love.
Time has taken its toll on us both,
but particularly on my love.
Even I cannot pretend we can go on any longer.

So today I said my official Good-bye,small__724179521
to a lifelong companion.
I have faced up to the fact,
that our relationship is over.
We are no longer suited to each other.
One of the greatest constants in my life,
will no longer be a part of me.
Today I say farewell forever,
to my Doc Martin boots,
and the girl I used to be.

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This is a repost. Recently my buddy at multifarious meanderings picked it as her favourite.
Christmas is busy here in this house so finding time to write is not easy.
If I were to be completely honest I would have to admit that I am a bit “off form”.
My young friend is gone one month, and the reality of his leaving, the suffering he endured and the hard road ahead for his mom is weighing me down a bit.
This is a happy, fun post. One I enjoyed writing. Tonight I have enjoyed reading it once more.
I hope you did too.

photo credit: ยป Zitona ยซ via photopin cc
photo credit: ozjimbob via photopin cc

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22 thoughts on “Confession. I have a secret love.

    1. Thanks Beth. I’m in good form but my writing was just too deep so I thought to hell with it, I’ll go for happy. Thanks for the hugs, I’m a bit needy for them these days! Had a really good Christmas though.

  1. Did you wear them with floral dresses? That was my youngest sister’s look years ago. Doc Martin’s never really wear out. I keep hoping my own kids will give in and o school so that I can stop buying so many pairs of tat that last for about five minutes. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Hugs, Tric for you and yours. x

    1. Thanks for the hugs. I’m afraid I wasn’t one for dresses. It was jeans with docs all the time. I lived in them. None of my kids have ever liked the look much to my disappointment!

        1. Yes. The first time I posted this I was all set to get rid of them but having written this I changed my mind. They are more than just a pair of shoes.

    1. Thank you. I have had a busy Christmas with family and I admit I was a bit off also. No one wants miserable posts and I didn’t want to write them even if I did have more time. But I’m doing great mostly now and hope to get back to writing regularly asap. Hope you’d a lovely Christmas.

  2. You got me again with that one!
    Oh I remember the days of my doc martins. You weren’t cool unless you had a pair. I had a black pair to start and then a very cool green pair. I remember buying my first pair for ยฃ24 in west Belfast in a size 4. I bet i’d still have mine too, if only my feet had stayed they same size!
    Hope you’re doing OK.

    1. I’m doing good thanks. Luckily my feet stayed the same for the last many years so the Docs and I have been together a long time. Hope you all had a lovely Christmas.

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