DAY 1 of An Old Womans Blog

I've finally reached that pinnacle in life.  That point of time where I'm considered old by the young that surround me.  How does this revelation come about? Because I am alone.  I've spent 30 years of my life married, connected to another in name and soul.  Never once considering my future as an older person, because I would be one half of a partnership, until the end.  Fate has a way of spinning you out of your path and giving you a solid push down another unexpected one.  So now, here I am, alone for 4 years now.  Oh yes, I had a man friend along the way (I just could never get used to calling him a "boyfriend"), but that ended with me running away from that insanity like the only sane one in the room.  Now  I am truly alone.  No partner to my half.  No significant other.  That being said, I am now regarded as that "older" lady divorcee'.  

The reason I know I'm old is that the men I look at with appreciation are far too young to dally with.  What would we have to discuss? And the men in my age group who are attractive or have that special sparkle are most definitely spoken for.   So I find myself in that neutral window of time, not elderly, no longer young, just...old.  Would I trade who I am today for that beautiful young girl in my 20's? no way, not in your life.  But, I do often wonder if this is how my life will be until the end.  Keeping up on my childrens lives, coming to their rescue when necessary. Loving my pets, then surviving the heartbreaking loss as I outlive them.  Only to fall in love with new furry loved ones.  

Perhaps this is my time to gather up my thoughts on my next partner in life.  Making certain I dont make the same mistake in picking him as I did the last time.  Or perhaps this is how I am to live out the rest of my life.  Loving my children and granddaughter and the endless merry go round of four legged friends.  

Either way I must ensure I am satisfied with ME.  The way I look and behave and comport myself.  Because right now theres no one to please other than myself.  And that my friends, is the very best part at the end of my day.......... knowing I answer to no one.  I do what I wish to do.  Not what anyone else expects of me.  And honestly, thats pretty cool, for an old chick. 

THE END, of DAY 1, of An Old Womans Blog.....