GENUINELY LOVED BY A MAN

I am grateful, in my lifetime, I was loved and adored by some of the most amazing, loving and generous men. 

RANDOM THOUGHTS OF A WRITER

I am grateful for the love each one of them has shared with me and given to me. 

I am grateful that I've experienced the love of a man who would move mountains, light up the stars, and give me the universe in his hands. It's in that sharing and giving of themselves that taught me what it is to be a woman. There was joy and yes, even heartaches that comes with loving and losing someone. I am grateful for the pain I have experienced. Without it, I would not be the woman that I've become. I am grateful for the challenges and the lessons. The memories these men have given me are the stories of my life. Every man I have loved has written a paragraph or a story in my book. I am grateful for that once in a lifetime love that will never leave my heart. I am grateful for the passion, the tears and the emotions. Too many times it felt like a thousand horses charging at the core of my heart. These loves have been the ones whose set my heart on fire. They have challenged me not just to live, but to be alive!

When I reminisce on my past romances, it puts a smile on my face and warmth in my heart to know the feeling of being a woman, genuinely loved by a man. 

― LRAEBROWN

RANDOM THOUGHTS OF A WRITER: October 16, 2014

“What if we didn't have stories to reflect and reminisce on? What would be the point of existing all these decades, if we do not have the stories of our journey in this beautiful life? Even when some of the chapters were not so nice. Most of us do not care to face the reality, we will all be in our seventies and older one day. Some of us sooner than most. Fact is; we will all, one day be senior citizens.

Perhaps if we're lucky, we’ll be placed in a respectable nursing home, unable to fend for our basic human needs. But who will know our stories when we're old? Who will care to hear or read our journeys, struggles and how we've survived or conquered the same struggles that a young child will have themselves?

Will we walk the path alone with several characters along the way or will we choose to have one person who will write the story of our lives with us?

Do we have a choice to choose which option to have?" Or is it based on our faith?

― LRAEBROWN