Timing Matters
... a later in life love story
Timing Matters
At forty, decisions get made designing a life out in front, pacing for the miles left, never stopping to ask, “am I there yet?” At seventy, decisions get made embracing this life, the one I wake up in – giving no purpose to regrets, offering no lifelong guarantee. No reason for second guessing. Even when falling in love again – decades of muscle memory … Oh, how when embracing a beloved, the heart swells tender and scarred. If this love blows up, a dumpster fire like the others, would I trade this moment – my heart stitched back together, wholly familiar to a younger self? Eyes wide open, heart open wider – like the Montana sky spanning from here to horizon, like a river overjoyed cresting her banks, like today’s sunrise announcing another chance as if it’s the only chance that will ever matter. Giving in, holding it all without reservation.
Karen, this is gorgeous. I miss you!!