Two of us met for the day after many months apart. Our basic interest remains the same, but our direction have altered. As we departed, I felt drained, as if I had lost my best friend. Afterall, she is racing on another team and seems to be in synch with their chosen activities. I think there is a values thing going on that separates us, too. I choose more adventurous activities. Yet, the jealous side of me comes through and along with a little depression, I perceive the end of an era. No more romps in the surf, no more ya'hoo times on the Hobie cat.
When I shared my bittersweet response, I learned that thinking of the same experiences she had a lighthearted approach, appreciated what had been and was happy for our times together. Guess I need to face up to our new life. AFter all I am nearly 61 and it's time to face reality, cherish the memories and look forward to whatever lies ahead for both of us, whether together or apart. HMMMMMMMMMMM---
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