Sometimes I wish I had a husband… someone to depend on and grow old with, but mine left almost 30 years ago. It’s been rough; I’ve made several mistakes looking for Mr. Right over the years but never found him.
Instead of getting easier, I’m finding out that it’s getting harder. I live with my daughter and grandchildren so I’m not lonely for company — just lonely for someone to lead me in prayer and devotions, someone to change the oil in my vehicle and fill the tank.
I’m just a few years away from retirement; I don’t think he’s going to show. But that’s ok. As long as God is watching over me, I’ll be taken care of!
God bless you!