Here I am, soon to be 67. We met 48 years ago - she is my one and only.
It has been 40 years since the last A but crucially coming up to 9 years since DDay.
My spouse had to live with regrets for her choices most of her adult life.
It must still have bothered her, because more than 30 years after the last A, there was her 'slip of the tongue' that finally got me thinking and I managed to coax the truth out of her.
30 years of regrets, of being angry at nobody else but yourself I do feel for her, the pain she must have put herself through.
I am so grateful that she turned her life around and became the best possible version of herself after the last A.
I AM SO PROUD OF HER.
I have been lucky.
I have no such regrets with my life. I feel I have done the best I could for my family.
I came out OK.
I can honestly say that in my life I have learnt a lot and have had a great amount of fun along the way.
I am seriously looking forward to our grandchild's arrival in November. The OC, so my name, but not my DNA.
Does it matter? It has not bothered me yet.
You are not supposed to have a favorite, but out of the 3 boys, he is closest to being that one (maybe because he is so different?).
I'm not sure how to say this without sounding like an idiot, but I have figured out that after each A there was something new and exciting that was introduced in the bedroom
Pity it happened that way, but what the hell, this is life and now its 30 years later!!!!
I am still planning on retiring sometime in the future. A couple of things may bring that date closer, just heard again today of another contemporary that passed away...but I work for myself and this is what I enjoy doing .
More serious and more sad than all the A's put together, is that I am suddenly under care for a CHF condition. Not much that can be done there tho.
I hope that I still get to post in the future....
To those of you that have accompanied me along this path, may I say thank you and ...
Sayonara !!