One Day I Woke Up,

It is not a secret, today's men don't cut it. Not the way you want. So if you're looking for a 'man' you have to go older. I finally was accepted by Mr. X, I say accepted because he was looking for maturity, I changed to meet his standard. When you are the Mrs. X, you have be the Mrs., he doesn't want to raise you and he doesn't want you pretending you can be his equal. You're not. Why? Biology. Mr. X is the boss of the house.

I'm 34, almost too late to have a family. He's 48, with all the baggage of an ex and children. His ex is a nice woman, but she wants to spread her wings. Too late, she can't fly alone and he wants a younger woman for the obvious. This way we both get what we want, I get a gilded cage to create my family, she's free to fly, even if it's around my cage. The cage is nicer from the inside than flying around it looking in, at the new sparrow laying her eggs. I will make family with her, but she has to want that too.

It took a lot of pain, disappointment, anger to get here. Mother nature needs respect, you can't fool her. Today I have a man, and I'm ready to be his woman, even if that means I have to share his attention to his ex and her children.