The crazy thing about this is…

I’ve never met the guy.

I’ve spent two years of my life being optimistic, though. That can’t be a bad thing; positive thinking. Right?

I’ve spent two years hoping, wishing and praying [if you could call it that]. Two years listening to his words, his promises, his excuses. Two long years seeing only the possible diamond in the rough.

So far, I haven’t discovered my gem. But I sure have learned a lot. About myself and people.

I’ve found and bought my wedding dress, too. ...It has a few gems on it.

Yet, again, I will wait. 24 more hours.Twenty-four long hours to wait and see if that diamond will show. [It won’t. I’m not waiting anymore.]

But, if I am disappointed yet again [which, at this point, I won’t be since I’m not expecting miracles], I realize that there are other, more important things going on in life. Sad things, happy things. Other things which deserve my full attention.

I almost misspelled “things” as “thongs.”

And that’s all I have to say about THAT !