3 years ago I wrote this. It still has meaning but after the years have gone by (I have been a widower for 7 years now), I don't know anymore. The idea of a relationship seems.... daunting. Maybe it's time to accept my lot. Single is simpler. Even if it's lonely, so lonely.
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I was walking through the new entranceway to the house and thought, “I bet she would have loved the change.”
I was playing a new videogame thinking, “she would have liked this too.”
I watched a movie thinking, “wow! She would have been talking about this for days and watched it a few more times while loving it”
I got worried about Christmas and she wasn’t there to say “it’s ok, we will get through this together”
It was Friday night and there was no one who wanted to watch TV with me.
I saw something funny and a bit adulty on the net but I couldn’t show it to her.
I saw a toadstool growing right out of the sand while walking the dog and there was no one with me to show.
I don't need to be saved or fixed. I can do that myself.
What I miss is having someone to share my life with. The fun things, my deepest thoughts, her deep thoughts and secrets too.