Love Is In The Air

Here in West Texas we know when spring has arrived by the greening out of the mesquite bushes. It's clear to me by all the brilliant green in the chaparral that Spring has arrived. We also know by the extremes in temperatures that Spring is here. Yesterday it was 91 or so and today it's 47degrees and it was even cooler when I woke up. We are all praying our fruit trees aren't hit hard by this cold snap.

In all truth I'm barely aware of the weather these days. I have to have someone else mention it to be even slightly interested. Why? Because in one week it will be 19 months since my husband passed and I have a new man in my life. I hoped it would happen, but really wasn't overly confident I'd ever find love again. We are past all the really crazy love stuff and are dealing with everyday issues at this point. We aren't kids so in spite of the fact we were a little crazy the first three months, and even remarked that we felt like teenagers in love, we are moving into the more comfortable stage of new love. We move back and forth in each others' lives. I go to his home and know where the plastic wrap is. I know how he folds his towels and he knows that I roll mine. Both of us are pretty practical. He folds to fit a shelf and I roll because my tiny bathroom calls for it.

It's nice to have someone to wait for. It's nice to have someone to care about. It's nice to have an excuse to stay home, to go out, to go shopping for, and a thousand other things. There are challenges to new love: fitting into one each others' lives can be tough. We have both lost spouses. Our kids are mourning as well. Our grandchildren are struggling with their losses. Even though we have our share of challenges, we are very happy.

I'm a pretty private woman. I don't feel a compulsion to share deep secrets or private details, but it's nice to simply share that for us, "love is in the air".