After I finally got out of my last marriage which, for a lot of reasons was unbearable, I decided no more, never again. And, at this point in my life I don't see me meeting anyone. Having said that, my parents will celebrate their 70th wedding anniversary on January 13. I regret that I will never have the closeness they have; I'll never have someone beside me that I can totally depend on; I'll have no one to discuss movies, books, family happenings; I'll have no one I can cry with or lean on for help; I won't have the opportunity to cuddle up with someone at night. If, somehow, someway, I were to meet someone with the same regrets in life I may re-think things. And I may not.