{"id":1965,"date":"2025-04-14T13:55:36","date_gmt":"2025-04-14T13:55:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/she-felt-she-had-settled\/"},"modified":"2025-04-14T13:55:36","modified_gmt":"2025-04-14T13:55:36","slug":"she-felt-she-had-settled","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/she-felt-she-had-settled\/","title":{"rendered":"She Felt She Had Settled"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Going on forty and lonely, she married a man who simply was  available.<\/p>\n<p>He wasn\u2019t the prince charming she had always dreamed of, but he was financially stable and a kind and decent man.<\/p>\n<p>As the years with him passed by, she felt she had settled, and her love for him had waned.<\/p>\n<p>At times, she wondered if she divorced him, she\u2019d have another chance of finding her prince charming.<\/p>\n<p>But she feared being alone for the rest of her life, and she had gotten much older, her body and face less attractive.<\/p>\n<p>So she remained unhappy in her lackluster marriage and found her prince charming vicariously by watching soap operas on TV. <\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Going on forty and lonely, she married a man who simply was available. He wasn\u2019t the prince charming she had always dreamed of, but he was financially stable and a kind and decent man. As the years with him passed by, she felt she had settled, and her love for him had waned. At times,&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/she-felt-she-had-settled\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1965"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1965"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1965\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1965"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1965"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1965"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}