What I miss

 It's almost 5 years since Ron died.  I don't plan to date.  

There are a few things I miss though.  

My house is constructed in such a way I can only have furniture in some areas.  That means I have a necessary loveseat near the front door.  

I grew up in a shoes off home.  I don't care what you do in my house but I always take my shoes off.  Not for sanitation but I enjoy bare feet.  I take off my shoes and socks the second I walk in the door, which creates a "shoe situation".  It would be nice to have someone fix that.  

I enjoy seasoned food, unlike my father and husband.  I have a "spice situation" in the cabinet next to my stove, bottles falling out every time I open the door, digging around trying to find my rosemary.   I could use a solution.  

I got an auger for toilet clogs happily I haven't had to use it.  

I am reluctant to ask men for help I worry it makes me seem desperate and needy.  

I have thought some about this as well: my ministry takes me to dark places at all hours.  

I believe a loving mate (a man, sorry pest) is going to have very large issues with that.  Ron was more concerned in a "Who's going to take care of me if..." 

But I've concluded God wires men to protect women.  That is 100% at odds with me running off to Cracktown with a handcart full of Bibles.  

Forget all my baggage; that's a problem right there.