One of the joys of life is finding a person with whom you are “simpatico.” There are possible relationships swirling around you all the time, but you may not have been looking for more friends. When a special person appears, you feel blessed that you have met someone; you feel that your life has been enriched.
I recently met such a person whom I hope to keep as a special friend in my life. Dan made me laugh when I didn’t know if I would ever laugh again. I am comfortable with him, and my appearance isn’t nearly as important to me as it usually is, because I sense that it doesn’t matter to him. That feels like freedom!
I can count on one hand the male friends I have had that weren’t also friends of my husband. This man did not know my husband; he is my friend, although I think Jerry would have liked him. He has a calm personality, and it seems we have a lot in common. We can talk about anything; nothing seems to be taboo. I like that I can talk about my late husband and he can talk about his late wife without discomfort. I just like to be with him, and I think we would enjoy being companions, for dinner or the theater or the things that are just more fun with someone else.
I also have a new woman friend, whom I would like to get to know better. She is very busy, and seems to be involved in everything, so we have not even had time to go to lunch together. I found her personality attractive, sensing a depth and substance, from the first time I met her.
Some friendships take a long time to develop. Occasionally a person will just not sit right with me when I meet her, but when I look back years later, I cannot imagine my life without her. Some relationships are mutual attractions from early on, while some need to simmer awhile to get the flavor right.
I have been lonely, but I did not think I was looking for more relationships. Perhaps the grief process has made me more open. I know I am vulnerable and cry easily, whether sad or happy. But I would just like to be able to meet with many friends I have missed during the pandemic. Whenever I talk to such a friend on the phone, I get a little rush of pleasure, remembering all the things I like about her, and we may linger in conversation a long time.
There is always room for more people in my life, I realize. And that makes me smile.