Hi My name is Denise Jones. I'm excited about becoming a member of Black Planet. Because of sites such as this one and many others we have an opportunity to connect to one another like no other time in history
In my lifetime, so far, I have experienced so many different experiences that I like to call chapters. Each chapter is a learning experience that leads me to the next and the next. Because I do love to learn, and try to be open to new things, I can now recognize when one chapter is closing so the new one can begin. In my earlier years, I was very resistant to letting go of the old. With age and wisdom I have learned that if I try to hold on to what I need to let go of, I suffer. I am not a religious person, (not in any way knocking it for others), but very spiritual. I believe that my spirit is myself that is housed in my human form. You know, that part of you that at the end of the day only you really know what the truth is inside of yourself. With all that said, I Love This Life I'm Living. Oh yes, I have my share of troubles. Some big, some small. The beautiful part about aging, (and I must say I'm doing it well), is I don't hold on to things as long as I used to. Feel it, Deal with it, and let it go. Keep it moving. I was married for 28 years to a wonderful man. No he wasn't perfect, but neither am I. Still, we had a good marriage. We respected and love each other for real. We raised our family and got through all the ups and downs together. Even when we fought. (Healthy if you know how to fight fair and grow from it). He died seven years ago. Yes, It hurt, however, this was a very important chapter closing for me, like it or not. I didn't like it for a good while, but then I had two choices, accept it or not. I worked hard while grieving on accepting it. During the last seven years, I went to school twice and began two new careers. The children were grown up and on their on, so this new chapter was all about me. How scrary at first. I used to ask myself, "Where the hell is everybody". Even the dog died two years after my husband. Four years after my husband died, I decided I wanted to start dating. WHAT A LEARNING EXPERIENCE! It had been 34 years since I dated. A LOT CHANGED! I didn't know a lot. I felt lost. Thank goodness several of my platonic male friends saw this in me and decided to start teaching me about men. Just imagine, I learned a lot, that's for sure. In three years I dated several men. I did want to have sex again, but I knew I had to be careful. First of all, there were diseases with no cures, so I had myself tested just to be safe. Some of the men I wanted to have sex with and some I didn't. I was always going to be true to myself no matter what. The ones I did have sex with, I ask if they had been tested and I needed to see their paperwork. Was this awkward, YES, but I new it was important. These relationships didn't work out and I have nothing bad to say about all but one. (His way of breaking up with me was cutting off all communication without a word. What a coward!) Well here I am 58 years alive, looking good, feeling good on most days. I've learned so much about myself and this life I'm living. Grateful for the time to myself, however, I'm a woman who enjoys being with a man. Not just sexually, but for companionship. Sharing life with that special someone. There were those in my life who told me, "You'll get used to being by yourself". That might be fine for them, but not me. I enjoy sharing my life with a man. And I will again.
