Love in my late 50’s

With Catherine, always, smiles

Good morning everyone.

It is my third week ‘off’

I have done stuff around the flat,

organised closets,

sorted stuff.

I have painted quite a bit.

I have written almost everyday,

I don’t think I will make,

the Nanowrimo 50, 000 word count,

but, I am writing.

I am also reading,

a lot.

But mostly,

I am taking time to think,

to recharge my depleted,


November is a hard time,

of year,

the days are shorter,

the cold weather is upon us.


don’t like it.

But, today, the sun is bright,

the sky is very blue,

and I am feeling …


I have many precious friends,

I have a home that I love,

to spend time in,

and I have,


happy sigh.

I have had love in my life,

lots of it,

but, I don’t think I was,

very good at loving,

being real,

being vulnerable,

being what my partner needed,

nor was I good at asking,

for what I needed.


I met Catherine.

We are such a good fit.

I love her as she is,

she loves me as I am,

and I am my authentic self,

with her.

I don’t try to be anyone,

other than me,

I don’t try to conform to,

an image,

a mold,

of what a good,



of what a good,



I just love her,

I listen to her,

I don’t try and change her,

I love,


We have so much fun,

we laugh, we explore,

we enjoy each other with passion,

with intensity,

we also sit in the quiet,

on her couch,

in my favourite,

Ikea chairs,

and hold hands,

watch TV,

read the paper,

or just smile,

at each other.

We don’t fight,

we barely disagree,

we know who we are,

we know what we want.

We enjoy our spaces,

our homes.

We cherish our time,


it is never too much,

probably because,

we have our alone time,

which is important to both,

of us.

I don’t want to be her,


I just want to be her,

someone special,

and vice versa,

she is my special lady.

I love her,

to bits.

Love in my late 50’s,

is so, so good.

I wish for all of you,

a relationship,

that is what you want,

what you need.

Be well you all.

Later girls,


Author: Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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