MidLife Love

I sit here mezmerized by its sparkle, this beautiful ring perched on my hand. Something old and something new, he and me, collectors of lost loves so that we may find us.

We have known life without each other to cushion the blows and understand the gains we have made. It has been a leisurely journey together and now with our families alongside, we draw it up with a beautiful big red bow.

I awaken in the night and he is holding my hand in his, a warm and sleepy comfortable love. I have found him out!!, I think, as I nestle closer and drift back to sleep. I love that he reaches for me tenderly even when I am not looking.