Caveat

Let's be clear. I talk a lot--a lot--about my heart. What I want for it, what I seek for it.* I write as often as I can about my ticker because it beats strongly and I want to let out what I feel.

 

However.

 

My life is normal. It's good. I'm not holed up in a closet crying woe is me. I am not ignoring the rest of my life at the cost of what is missing.

 

But I do know that my life is missing something special and something deep. I want that very, very much.

 

 

*(To nourish someone else deeply nourishes me. That's what I seek most.)