I was so excited to see recent posts on this thread. Hello everyone!
I have not been here for a long time myself. I started this thread a
long time ago. I have been in my seventies for some time now. Still alive, still kicking, still hungry.
I am alone now. My husband died 20 years ago. How could that be? I partnered again, another trans man, and he is gone too. Why do some of us die and some live on?
I am thankful every day, every minute really, for the blessings of my life.
I have 8 grandchildren. Again, how could that be? I was the one that didn't want kids. My Husband wanted them. In all things we gave each other what we wanted, so we adopted four kids out of foster care. These 8 beautiful beings, so vital to my life, came from that decision.
Will I ever partner again? Who knows? I am not anxious to share my home with someone. A new person in my space is hard. Share a bed for the night, or some afternoon delight? That is very appealing. I still have that hunger.
Mixed musings.
I wish you all a sweet evening filled with hunger for more. More life, more love, more music, more touching. More of whatever you long for.
Smooches,
Keri
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