To be over 40 and still single is a miracle for some and a blessing for others. For some, it is understandable and for some it is unfortunate. It is unfortunate for them and for their would be loved ones. Because this is an article and not a book, I am forced to focus on one. I choose "The Unfortunate"

Many of us have been known to talk about how there are no good men or no good women or maybe few of each. I believe the truth is; that their are many of each. The good men and women are all in our face, holding big signs that say I love you! But they might as well be invisible, because we don't see them. We don't see them because we don't want to.

Life is full of ironies. Some call it Intelligent Design, some call it God's Design and some just say it's just the way it is. Isn't it ironic that most every thing that is good for us; is dull, boring, un-pleasing to the eye and the taste buds or painful or uncomfortable? But most everything that is bad for us is bright and shiny, exciting, feels, looks and tastes good. It is relaxing, exillerating and smells good. That's right! That includes men and women.

I happen to be a man. Oh boy, are we overly vain when it comes to beauty in women! I admit that I am guilty. Now that I am over 40, I can recall many good women who have loved me like they loved life. They did everything they could to win my love in return and I looked right pass them for ass wholes in short sexy skirts with long hair and faces like Beauty Queens. They had voices like silk, but they had tongues like Serpents. They breathed fire like Dragons and had stingers worse that giant Hornets. They were all like Dr. Jekyl and Mrs. Hyde. They turned into horrible creatures that were mean and ugly and when they left, I had been slimed.

How many of you women have looked pass that dull and boring, good man, so you could get with that exciting and mysterious man that shined and glittered with gold and diamond rings and a fancy car? He was smooth with his words and generous with his green and then he suddenly, or maybe suttley, he turned mean. He felt he had paid for you. You were his. He felt he owned you. Don't move! Who was that? Where have you been? Don't worry where I've been! That was my sister! I only hit you because I love you! Take your shoes off, get in that kitchen and have my baby, Bitch! I'm sorry!

Well, rather it's Intelligent Design, God's Design or The way it is; the irony is that after all of the hearts we have broken, ours have been broken twice as many times. Our hearts have been broken so many times that we refuse to let them get broken again. So it is difficult for us to love again. Now that we are over 40, it is ironic that we are suddenly the boring and the dull and in many cases, the lonely. We want love but are too afraid to show it. Many of us have 20 plus years of love saved up for some fortunate receipient, but nobody wants it. We have grown overly skeptical. We wonder if they just want our money, or our body. We are less than friendly when we are approached. But we do have our favorite TV shows and movie chanels to keep us company at night. Every now and then, a failed date. We have so much knowledge, wisdom and love to offer. But we are over 40. My testimony; is the testimony of many. Not all, but many.

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