Cricket's Thoughts

If There Ever Is A Next Time



“I ain’t settling for just getting by. I’ve had enough so so for the rest of my life. Tired of shooting too low, so raise the bar high. Just enough ain’t enough this time. I ain’t settling for anything less than everything.” Settlin’ Sugarland

If there ever is a next time, I want romance…

Nope, I don’t mean dozens of roses. Heck, one red rose, or a handful of wildflowers he picked in the woods would make my heart melt.

Nope, I don’t mean fancy cards, leaving me a flirtatious note (or even that he is thinking about me) on my pillow would make me feel like the luckiest woman alive.

Nope, he doesn’t have to read eloquent poetry to me. Telling me he is sure glad I am in his life would definitely make me want to cook him a special home cooked meal though.

Nope, he doesn’t need to take me out on fancy dates, or spend a lot of money. Taking me for long walks (and holding my hand) or goofing off like kids at the playground will get me wanting him to hang around me for an awfully long time.

Cricket Walker

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  • Reply Martha September 16, 2007 at 12:08 pm

    Sounds like a good plan to me!


  • Reply funfelt September 23, 2007 at 9:56 pm

    Wow, when I read this I remembered saying the same kinds of things to my friends after my split with my ex. You know what? I got all that and then some in my “next time” 🙂 Hang in there, being clear on what you want and voicing it out loud…It works!

  • Reply Amy Sue September 24, 2007 at 3:28 pm

    I hope there is a next time for you, and that you get romance. You deserve nothing less!

    ~Amy Sue

  • Reply Jesse September 25, 2007 at 2:35 am

    Beautifully written Cricket.

  • Reply Cricket Walker October 1, 2007 at 4:11 am

    It’s a fairy tale. They don’t exist in real life. 😉

  • Reply Pat Geary October 7, 2007 at 7:04 am

    Oh yes, Cricket, they do exist. I found mine the second time around. Jim and I will celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary this year. I still get hand-written cards for birthdays and anniversary’s with his own poetry or flowers he picked – maybe only a single bloom – but beautiful and thoughtful. His arms are still a haven when I am sad or down. And even on occasion a funny email that says I love you. Love comes when you least expect it. ~pat~

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