Loners

I am going to try to tap out some more on my phone. Bear with me. I tried to post to you above but I have been thinking about it since then and I want to do better. So bear with me.

I don't know where you are in life, young or old, your username suggests female but I don't know, I don't know if you are from north or south or city or country or east or west. But I am going to tap in this story take it if you would like.
I am 50 years old. I have an amazing significant other and two wonderful children that mean all to me. But that wasn't always the case. 25 years ago I was out of college with relationships that hadn't survived and alone and lonely. I had given up on finding my someone and was telling myself I would be alone.

The next part is weird, u do t know if you can bear with me. I was on one town in San Diego on a sunny day. I bought a cigar because I was a nicotine addict that had put away cigarettes but needed that Jones's so badly. I sat on a bench in front if a stone wall and smoked that cigar. I was so alone I'm the world, I had no one and u was thinking about it, and then I looked to my right. And a few feet away to my right there was an old lady sitting on the bench I was on. She told me she loved the smell of cigars and we started talking. She told me of coming to this same place when she was a little girl, and talked about her father bringing her there. I don't know joiner got to talking about significant others but we did. She told me that the love of her life stole her from her father's house. She described the simple house, and how he came at night and took her, and it sounded scary but she assured me that she loved him and how wonderful it made her feel when he took her, and she told me that they rode with poncho villa and that they had a home and raised children and we talked and talked as she told me these stories, and I told her that I was lonely and had decided to give up and I knew that I would never have that special person, and she told me that she knew that I would that I would love and be loves deeply, that I just had to be patient that she could see the happiness that would happen for me. And the cigar was burning down and I stood and walked a step forward to stub it out at the receptacle that they had there, and I turned back to her and she was gone. The bench was in Fri t of a stone wall and I looked side to side to see her but she was not there, she was just gone. But indent better and reassured and didn't try St all but a few years later Iowa's with my dear love just as she told me..
I don't know you and I have no magic but i care enough to tell you that story and to tell you that you are loved, sweet precious and it will be OK.