Gone but not forgotten

I am an old man. I am a widower.

Let us be absolutely honest. I will never encounter a vagina or breast up close an personal again. I will never enjoy , worship, and (yes) salivate on the physical particulars of the female form ever again.

And before you ask, yes I did enjoy all aspects of my life with Sandy. That included her physical attributes. Anyone who denies this of their spouse is a damned liar.

I will always remember and treasure our personal moments together. I am not going to share them, save the fact that I admit that I miss that part of our life as well as the more important part of our life – our becoming one. I am a lesser person now because I am missing my better half, which has nothing to do with anything but our mutual love.

But honestly, I also miss the physical times.