I am SO relieved that some of you admit to not having ever really loved. Life just bumbles along with DH there to be fed and to do things with. But not really a "soulmate". Is there such a thing?
I've never been brave enough to admit it. Oh yes, I've had some crushes and been in lust. But I'm glad they stayed that way. Not sure that enduring happiness is possible with one person, so I prefer to imagine what life could be like if I'd married the boy I had a crush on in the second form, or the boys I went out with in the sixth form. Or even the man from work who I was infatuated with. (It was mutual but he had 4 kids and I had 3 so no way José).
My children and grandchildren, of course, I have probably loved. Still do, of course. But it is such an intangible thing. Sometimes I think it's just an amalgamation of pride, contentment, protectiveness, admiration, wonder and a variety of other feelings, many evoked simply by hormones.
.... (am I really going to press "post"?)
Alphabetical girls and boys names January 2024