Little man

I am 35 years old. That probably makes me eligible for middle age. I have a nice home, a good boyfriend. I also have no gray hairs yet, and no children to date. But that may change very soon and I'll be a woman with responsibilities. It's sounding all so grown up, yet I still feel 16 inside. I can never take the control role with children. But I can take the friendship one without problems. My life has changed so much, it's constantly changing, and for once I can understand. It's so true, we never know why shit happens, and sometimes what looks so bad at first, turns out to be so beautiful. All of the asking why did this or that happen to me fades into oblivion, and a clear answer comes available. I cannot save the world, though I know I have tried so hard. But perhaps I can save people around me, and for the first time in my life I actually think I can do it. It' scary as all new things are. But sometimes, (or most times), a little love goes a long way. Most times, I never see the positive side of life. I have a profession which I love, a good boyfriend, a nice home, lots of pets to love...but something's missing. And what is even stranger is that I never missed this something until it came to me. Quite creepy, but so beautiful. Now I understand why it all happened the way it did. It had to because, God, or fate or destiny had to throw me into this scene for me to understand. Now I do. A university degree wasn't necessary for me to learn the hows and whys. Just a little bit of love, which goes a long way. Goodnight little man.