Describing myself is like trying to describe the wind..always changing...twisting, turning and bending, but I do know there that change is growth and I never want to stop growing because that is certain death...
My Ideal Person:
my ideal man probably does not exixt...he has to be willing to try new things ...new ideas...and at the drop of a hat..he needs to be able to give me space to be myself and to be given the same. He needs to be passionate and encouraging..willing to let me fall on my face but be there to pick me up and dust me off so I can be off on another adventure..I do not need to be joined at the hip with him..each need to bring something new to the table or life will become boring. BUT .......I do need to know I am loved as much as I love him..that his thoughts include me at a level beyond the understanding of most...a man that can stand on his own...take charge..accept the fact that the final decission is his and that my life and happiness rests in his hands
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