With glass of wine in hand on the porch this evening, I became aware of the "one way street" relationships I have with those I care for most.
I am the initiator of connections.
This is okay. Don't get me wrong.
My reaching out is received as welcome.
But, many times there is no response to emails and answering machine messages.
We all manifest our dreams.
I must have dreamed being alone a lot.
It's like picking up key limes which have fallen ripe from the tree.
Squeeze the juice from them and they make delicious unforgettable key lime pies.
Cut up the rinds, add sugar, boil, and "Voila!", key lime marmalade to die for.
I will dream of you contacting me now.
I can wait.
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