Life is tough

Is it just me or does seem to be getting harder the older we get? More responsibilities, more worries, more to care about. Sometimes it just gets clouded and complicated. I miss the days when you didn't have to worry about what your meal next meal is going to be, worry about. Saying your bills, worry about how you will make ends meet. Well for some, it still is a worry or care. But I was fortunate to have a family that did provide for all of that. But now it's a bit different because I'm living on my own now. I take care and provide for myself. But for the past year or so of doing that, I do miss having someone to care and take care of. Some say I should get a pet. Too band my complex doesn't allow dogs. I would have wanted one of those St. Charles Cavaliers that were being given away the other day. They were so cute! But as complicated and tiresome, I do look forward to the day I can share my life with someone special again. If you haven't noticed, I'm a carer. I truly get a kick out of taking care and serving people. I guess that's why I've been in customer service, worked in housing, work in the mental health field. What's that saying, "I wear my heart on my sleeve". Not sure what that means but sounds like it can fit in here. Hahaha. I know God will continue to provide for me what I need. I guess I can be impatient sometimes too. I will continue to learn to be content with what I have.