I am with you in terms of dreading that time when all hope is really lost, not that there is a lot now. The "this is my life" now is an unknown abyss. How will we react to lonliness, the need for support, the need for intimacy? Will we ever find someone to share our life with again? How do we unpack the stevedore of baggage where packed? Always thinking women will bite our heads off about air conditioners, vacuums, or not anticiapting that the house needs a new storm door? Will we die alone? All real, my friend. It's not easy, especially after being surrounded by a family for so many years. To go from that to where we are...well?
I worked with a woman, a social worker, as a matter of fact. After 25 years, she and her husband divorced. She made a vow to be reflective for a year, entertain friends, whatever. Well, the best laid plans! She remarried within several months to her high school sweetheart, who had really waited for her for 40 years. She seems happily re-married. You never know what awaits us.
A new romance may be like what your friend described. We all have gone through the “comparative” phase when we broke up (or were dumped!) by high school or college sweethearts. Nothing measured up. Well, that may or may not happen. The most fabulous new woman may be just around the corner. Someone looking for wii. Who knows? The beauty of life! Not that you jump into a new R. to ovecome the old, but you NEVER know.
I don’t fell you’re whining. I can feel the frustration in your writing. It’s like me, I guess. It may be whining, but for me, it’s the sheer frustration
