For a while ...

This is where “The Man” and I became inseparable. We went to dinners, to movies, canoeing. We rented DVD’s and made popcorn and just hung out at the house. We went for long walks together and talked. We attended Jona’s swim meets and band concerts.

He became my “handyman” and cleaned the gutters, repaired the garage door, installed new locksets and a new motion-sensor porch light and did whatever needed doing. I became the “chef” absolutely delighting in having someone to cook for once again and pulled out all my old favorites; Sesame Thai Chicken, Mushroom & Asparagus Risotto, Roasted Red Pepper Soup, etc.

We spent several long weekends together – among them a perfect weekend at a gorgeous bed & breakfast (with a private Jacuzzi and in-room massages and breakfast in bed!) and another backpacking along the beautiful Manistee River (which was positively wonderful!) And, in the words of “The Man”, it was “as if God had crafted us only for each other.”

And after what seemed like unending pain following the loss of Don and Chloe, I was happy again.