Agewise, we’re a decade apart
But should that number matter to your heart?
There are far more important numbers to count:
The number of smiles he brings to my face
The number of laughs he elicits from my belly
The number of minutes we’re on the phone
The number of kisses we exchange
The number of songs that remind me of him
The number of times our eyes meet
The number of meals we share
The number of miles we walk together, side by side
Agewise, we’re a decade apart
But that number is irrelevant to what’s in my heart.
Filed under: Pearls of Wisdom, love, relationships | Tagged: age difference, cute, gap, love, poem
I follow your blog from time to time, but you have a special little spot in my heart. You probably don’t remember, but when my cat was dying in 2007, you had words both kind and wise, and I’ve never forgiven them. I don’t know if this new relationship is right or wrong, but allow me to share something with you.
When I was young and stupid, I believed that each person had a single “true love” somewhere out in the world. Then I got older, matured, and ostensibly became wiser. I realized that there are different “right people” at different times.
And then, last year, I met Charlie, and knew that I had been right the first time. We are twelve years apart (38 to 26), but that hasn’t matter a single bit. He is very much my partner, my equal, and I love him with my heart, body, mind, and soul. Although I have been in long term relationships before (including one that lasted eight years), never have I feel so easily and completely in step with another person.
The age does not matter. The love does.
No matter how it works out, all my best to you.
Eek! I just realized that in my haste to get to the meat of my post, I inadvertently said I had never “forgiven” your kind and wise words. Of course, I mean I have never “forgotten” them! My apologies.