They talked of the many things,
they enjoyed doing when married,
in their past lives and how difficult
it was when memories reminded them
of what they had lost and would never
again, enjoy with their partners.
The Holidays were approaching and
neither had plans nor the desire to
celebrate. They did agree to meet,
once a week and establish a friendship.
They met several times during the month
and it kindled a sweet relationship, like
father and daughter. The Holidays came,
and they gathered, just the two of them
to celebrate the importance of lonely lives,
into one. They shared happiness. A gift
of love and respect for each of their lives.
They were now embarked with a gift of
love and friendship.
This world can be a lonely place for many
but by talking about their past, they found
a new life and relationship.
A Comment by Loy
Good stories, keep going:)
A Comment by Connie Love
Very sweet. You wrote this from a p;ace
A Comment by Connie Love
A Comment by Connie Love
excuse my typing, ...from a place few people can comprehend. Thank you for your thoughts. Keep writing )loike
A Comment by Connie Love
excuse my typing, ...from a place few people can comprehend. Thank you for your thoughts. Keep writing )loike
A Comment by Connie Love
A Comment by MFish
I did. I'm in Independent Living. My wife is in memory care. Just thought running through my old head. Thank you