Hello Friends,
Ok, everything seems to be in balance and going along very well when suddenly you see a face in a crowd or a photo, and there you go, falling back in love with a prior flame. Immediately, I fear I will get burned. I never let love turn to hate ( maybe for an instant, then puff, ill feelings are gone), and all I recall is the love we once had. Yes, this may be a weakness of mine. In 39 years of marriage, I had a way of dealing with challenges. Since 2017, my wife's early-onset dementia has had me descend into new territory, and my life has had many unexpected changes. Some reflect the philosophy in me for forty years, and new challenges have evoked deep thought and philosophical revision.
It is like I stepped through a portal and was confronted by a wide vista of new possibilities. Old memories pop up, new memories intrude, and options present themselves in a way that tests my resolve to keep my old self. The one crucial aspect? I find an array of possible "love" situations, and some sear into my heart and brain as if they have become branded by a hot iron. I move along, thinking nothing happened. "Bam!" I glimpse a face, and the emotion is burning bright once again. Like a deer in the headlights, I am frozen in my tracks.
Without explanation, I believe specific encounters have morphed from fantasy to as solid as stone, no matter how tenuous and fleeting. What does this mean? What will it evolve to become? It does have some meaning, but what it may or may not become is not known.
