A conversation with my mom

So on Easter my mom looks at my hands and sees rings on both hands and says "that is an interesting ring on you finger "(left hand). I say yah, it's an open weave pattern she says "you know you really shouldn't wear a ring on that finger because men will think you are married and won't approach you". To which I said, what men? AND for your information I like my life just as it is.. I answer to no one and since I always lived to please either you or Robert, I'm having a great time...thank you very much. She replied with a hump, whatever. She really doesn't get it.

Why?

I was just at the grocery store and when leaving I saw an elderly couple, probably late 80's, holding hands while entering the store. My first thought was "I will never know what it's like to be old and hold hands with Robert"...then, I remembered that Robert and I never held hands because he didn't like to. Then, I realized that after almost 6 years I still fall victim to romanticizing the memories of what has been lost.

So, that's why this blog has come about...