Life.

Twists and turns abound.

I was single into my mid-thirties.

I was fiercely independent, not marriage material, a driven executive.

I never thought about marriage. I often had a player in my life, but no one I could foresee a long term future with.

Then I met my husband and things changed, but I still did not want to get married. The state of matrimony, in my mind, is so final.

After 41/2 years I succumbed.

My life with him has been fabulously loving, exciting and rewarding…no regrets!

When our daughter was growing up he traveled a lot for work as did I, but I was lucky enough to be able to take her on the road with me.

We spent weekdays apart and weekends, when possible, were sacred.

Fast forward to Covid and we have been joined at the hip tor several years.

Recently, he left on an extended business trip and it was disconcerting.

All of a sudden I was single in the city, no in-house early morning and late night dogwalker, no breakfast service, no convenient repairman, no warm body to cuddle and most importantly, no more resident bestie.

I am managing fine, but it is amazing how dependent you become on your partner.

This is one of my many moments when I wish I could talk to Queen E. and tell her I totally get the emptiness she was experiencing when my dad passed.

I always understood, was constantly there for her and even took my mom on a trip every month the first year after my father’s death, but it is a never ending adjustment for most.

I expect my husband to eventually return!

I am just so surprised how conjoined we are and how much richer life is with someone you really like.

I can do anything on my own, but sharing life with someone you love, respect and enjoy doing the same things with is priceless.

It is also incredibly rewarding to have a daughter to share quality time with.

Look at me…benefiting from an unanticipated learning experience.