When I think of our relationship (I met my current husband when I- 70 year old- had a massive crush on a 72 year old guy and wesoon married) I think of a passage I once read:
I must conquer my loneliness alone.
I must be happy with myself, or I have nothing to offer.
Two halves have little choice but to join;
And yes, they do make a whole.
But two wholes when they coincide …
That is beauty. That is love.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
granny muses
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