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After Years

Today, from a distance, I saw you

walking away, and without a sound

the glittering face of a glacier

slid into the sea. An ancient oak

fell in the Cumberlands, holding only

a handful of leaves, and an old woman

scattering corn to her chickens looked up

for an instant. At the other side

of the galaxy, a star thirty-five times

the size of our own sun exploded

and vanished, leaving a small green spot

on the astronomer's retina

as he stood on the great open dome

of my heart with no one to tell.

—Ted Kooser

Don't forget birthday gifts, Christmas gifts, any extracurricular activities or private lessons, sports equipment, meals out, movies out, any special TV programming you buy for him, his cellphone (if he has one), dental care, etc.

Twin Cities wid checking in. I would be willing to cross the border for one.

C.S. Lewis wrote a book about losing his wife called, "Surprised by Joy". I had just finished it and it was on my bedside table the day my husband died. Having just finished that book helped me so much in the early stages of grief. Subsequently I always thought of it as a "God thing".

A couple months after his death I heard about a Rick Warren sermon where he said that life was like two railroad tracks with one track signifying all the bad things that we regret or have suffered, and the other track being all the good things we love and enjoy. The tracks run parallel and simultaneous so we can't have one without the other. He said how we experience our life depends on which track we decide to focus our attention. That thought has stayed with me too.

It's been said many times before that every successful marriage ends in death. Even so, I would marry him again tomorrow and do it all over again if I could.

Posting this song in case it resonates with anyone else -->

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6rAmBt8xPs

BON IVER, "re: Stacks"

This my excavation and today is kumran

Everything that happens is from now on

This is pouring rain

This is paralyzed

I keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time

It's hard to find it when you knew it

When your money's gone

And you're drunk as hell

On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load

In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load

In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load

Well I've been twisting to the sun and the moon

I needed to replace

The fountain in the front yard is rusted out

All my love was down

In a frozen ground

There's a black crow sitting across from me

His wiry legs are crossed

He is dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss

Whatever could it be

That has brought me to this loss?

On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load

In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load

In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load

This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization

It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away

Your love will be

Safe with me

I don't know if there is anyone here who will remember me, or any new friends who feel like chatting, but I'm in the chat if you feel like talking.

My Mom is 15 years older than her second husband, and going strong.

In the past year three younger guys - 25, 30, and 35 - have all expressed an interest in a relationship with me and I am also over 40.

I think it's pretty common.

The best thing that ever happened to me was getting married and having kids, so I won't date a younger guy unless he has already started his own family. I don't want to deny anyone that opportunity and for me casual relationships aren't an option.

Keep us posted how it works out if you decide to give him a try!

I don't have any sperm for you, Kamcho, but I can lend you my turkey baster & a Barry White CD.