(((((Sundog))))) How is it that you always find me and my distress calls in the threads? You amaze me. It's like you wear some great robe that sweeps over the threads, gathering up all the hurting people in your robe. Thanks for your reply. I'm so very hung up about being 55 years old, and still hoping to be married, and hung up about what someone on disability could possibly "bring to the table".

There are people out there who love their flawed imperfect partners. They may have their own flaws in different places and together can compensate. It's so hard for me to believe that there is, out there, a single, compassionate, loving man for me, too. That the good, kind ones aren't all "taken", and that at age 55, it isn't too late. I want to change those negative attitudes. I always expect rejection from a man who does not have my kind of problems. And I definitely have that same expectation you mentioned, i.e., that a husband would make all things right in my world, even while I know that it's unrealistic. Well, there should always be hope. I would like to cultivate it.