Over the course of the last month or so, perhaps 6 weeks, I have headed to wally world for necessities. Its not one of my favorite stores and usually I only head over there when absolutely necessasary for items that are not to be found anywhere else around.
The first incident that occured at wally world just made me giggle . . . . after church dressed in Sunday church going attire I am over by the dairy section with my youngest daughter in tow when a guy stops me. The guy in a good natured sense asked me if I was single and commented that I looked very nice today. The whole incident was rather comical. I came away with the distinct impression once again that folks in wally world really have a poor reputation of dressing down. . . . when a woman with a 12 year old in tow gets commented to like that.
The second incident was a bit more subtle . . . and took me a bit more unaware. A gentleman stopped me again but this time when both my daughters were in tow. We were in the middle of the specialty foods section and he made comment that I surely looked like I knew what I was about what with myself carrying a list and all that surely I would know where this item was located. I wouldnt have thought much of the question except for his mannerisms. He touched my arm as he was asking the question. Me, a complete stranger. . . . one doesnt normally touch the arm of a stranger but it wasnt just that though that got me to thinking after it had passed. I was so engrossed in looking for chili garlic paste at the moment it didnt all hit me at one time. Idk maybe it wasnt so but I got the distinct impression he wasnt just asking about the item. Now in total I had gone to wally world 3 times and two incidents grrrrr.
It just made me wonder dang, what am I projecting out there. And yes on one hand, in a very small way it was nice to be approached but there is another larger part of me that says stay the frig away guys!!! Its that part of me that feels only the worst of men, the part of me that only sees them wanting one thing. . . . and never truly being able to count on them. Yes, I have moments when I am feeling lonely and would love nothing more than to have a man to share this wonderful life with and then there is reality. And the two just dont coincide. I know that whatever there is about me that I only attract and am only attracted to men that have underlying issues of depression. The ones that truly touch me in some way have one underlying issue and it drives me batty. It is the one that will always doom a relationship, any and all relationships. So I understand this, have come to understand this and though at times it isnt always easy and I miss sharing my life with someone I know the reality is I dont have the energy nor am I capable of ‘fixing’ what ails them. That’s God’s job.
Anyways. . . . made me wonder.
