Maybe.

I got a text today that said "I started my memoirs..... its about all the significant women I've had in my life" LOL I could only assume I was getting the text because I was going to be included, but I asked, just to be sure. "Yes," he said. It wasnt as if I didnt know he counted me among the significant, but it felt good to have it confirmed. At least I know that even when it doesnt work out, Im remembered. It got me thinking about the significant men I've had in my life. There's only a few, but they exist and each has taught me something different about life and about myself. I learned how easy it is to see what you wanna see. I learned how easy it is to lose yourself and how hard it can be to get "you" back. I learned how actual reality can be very different from MY reality. I learned that just because you give everything to a person doesnt mean they'll give everything in return. I learned that what you get is what you'll have, and how you start is how you'll finish. I learned that loving a person sometimes means letting them go love someone else. I learned that a man will do as much as you allow him to. I learned not to hold on to something in fear of there never being another. There will always be another. Most importantly, I learned that I should never love a person more than I love myself. These were all painful lessons, as they would be for anyone, but I am grateful to have learned them. I am still good friends with most of my "sigs" - a couple, I had to cleanse myself of completely. I dont like to sever relationships of any kind because I take them so personally and dont like my motives to be misunderstood, but I got a message today that said severing is not a reflection of how you feel about a person, but a reflection of how you feel about yourself. It's such a jewel. I have had the luxury of being in love several times. I've had probably three great loves when most would say you're only allowed one. I can't complain. I've been lucky. Maybe one day I'll write a memoir too of all the loves of my life. Or maybe one day I'll find the one that makes the rest unworthy of the ink. Maybe.