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alled being human.</p><p id="6673">For now, I have three loves: my daughters. They are my world, and I try to be a better father than I was as a divorced dad. I’m also fortunate to have two passions: photography and coin collecting. Leave it to me to have hobbies that are not inexpensive.</p><p id="ba7f">I realize both hobbies are my way of killing time until <b><i>that person</i></b> walks into my life. Maybe she’ll like one of my hobbies. Better yet, perhaps we can find one to make our own.</p><p id="4615">I may be doing a poor job of explaining my point of view. Still, I think readers know where I’m coming from. (<i>Author’s note: Grammarly is setting off bells and whistles because some readers “may object to a preposition such as <b>from</b> at the end of a sentence</i>.) Sometimes I love Grammarly; this is not one of those times.</p><p id="8198">At 64, my days in the sunshine are on a downhill trend. When the end comes, Arlington National Cemetery has a place for me. I’m not rushing it, however. Granted, it’s not up to me, but I plan on sticking around for another 30 years.</p><figure id="7090"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*sr_6nX_fk9shjW8x85vcxw.jpeg"><figcaption>Arlington National Cemetery. Photo by author</figcaption></figure><p id="115f">I hope <b><i>that person</i></b> shows up before then.</p><p id="371d">If you’ve read this far, thank you for stopping by. Lay 50 claps on me and comment, if you would please. I will return the favor. Cheers!</p><p id="e289"><i>I accept tips, which go directly to <a href="https://www.diningforhunger.com">Dining for Hunger</a>, a recognized 501(c)(3) organization that looks to end food insecurity. If you can spare a dollar or two, I’d be grateful.</i></p><p id="ba2b">More stories from Bruce Coulter</p><div id="2a26" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/viewing-boston-through-a-monochrome-lens-eace3a9ee1fc"> <div> <div> <h2>Viewing Boston Through a Monochrome Lens</h2> <div><h3>Black and white ca

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We Should All Be Loved in Our Lifetimes

Being alone is okay; being loved is better

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A few days ago, I wrote about being alone and being lonely.

I’m here to tell you that being loved is better. I’m not talking about sex. People much younger than I can get some all day long. Yeah, I was young once. Good for you. But it’s not love.

I’m talking about the kiss that starts on Monday and ends on Sunday. Why does it have to end? Because the best part is starting that cycle again. Well, that and football on Sunday. Sorry, ladies.

I’m talking about the person who takes your breath away the first time you lay eyes on them. The smile that makes your heart palpitate and makes you sweat.

They’re the ones who say I love you. And. You. Feel it. Every damn word.

The best thing about love is there’s no age limit, no height or weight restrictions.

“Love is just a word until somebody comes along and gives it meaning.” — Marc Mero

With love comes unpredictability. There are times when love ends. I’ve been there — on the giving and receiving sides of it. It doesn’t make people bad. It’s likely that more often than we realize, people come out of relationships and are better for it.

Some people jump into new relationships. Others shy away from them. Me? I stayed away. I knew I was no good for anyone. Not because I was an asshole. Well, maybe I was once or twice. I own my stupidity. It’s called being human.

For now, I have three loves: my daughters. They are my world, and I try to be a better father than I was as a divorced dad. I’m also fortunate to have two passions: photography and coin collecting. Leave it to me to have hobbies that are not inexpensive.

I realize both hobbies are my way of killing time until that person walks into my life. Maybe she’ll like one of my hobbies. Better yet, perhaps we can find one to make our own.

I may be doing a poor job of explaining my point of view. Still, I think readers know where I’m coming from. (Author’s note: Grammarly is setting off bells and whistles because some readers “may object to a preposition such as from at the end of a sentence.) Sometimes I love Grammarly; this is not one of those times.

At 64, my days in the sunshine are on a downhill trend. When the end comes, Arlington National Cemetery has a place for me. I’m not rushing it, however. Granted, it’s not up to me, but I plan on sticking around for another 30 years.

Arlington National Cemetery. Photo by author

I hope that person shows up before then.

If you’ve read this far, thank you for stopping by. Lay 50 claps on me and comment, if you would please. I will return the favor. Cheers!

I accept tips, which go directly to Dining for Hunger, a recognized 501(c)(3) organization that looks to end food insecurity. If you can spare a dollar or two, I’d be grateful.

RELATIONSHIPS

We Should All Be Loved in Our Lifetimes

Viewing Boston Through a Monochrome Lens

Black and white can change how we see things

Between a Father And His Son

My old man and the late, great Ted Williams

My Version of a This and That Challenge

Who doesn’t love a good dare?

One Photo And a Few Words

I love the peace winter storms offer