The Face Is Familiar

During my son’s recent visit, through an odd series of events, I happened to see his father (my ex-husband) for the first time in almost thirty years! Isn’t it funny how our minds work? No matter how much time passes, we picture that person as they were the last time we saw them.

He was in his late twenty’s when we married, and I was a young woman of nineteen. Our marriage ended when we were both in our 30’s. Now he is an old older gentleman getting ever so much closer to the big seven-oh!

I wonder if he noticed my jaw drop slightly upon seeing him after all these years. I hope not! He probably experienced the same feeling upon seeing the young ‘chick’ he once married, now a gray haired, old mature woman. It felt strange that someone you once were so close to, someone you had a child with, and someone you thought you would grow old with, is pretty much a stranger. Our lives have gone in different directions, and the only remote connection is our son.

I’m not sorry that our paths crossed, it reinforced the realization that I’m not going through this aging process alone, which is how I feel sometimes. Hmm…I wonder if we’d recognize each other in another thirty years!

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I apologize, to all of you wonderful people that like my writing enough to follow, for my lack of posts. As I mentioned my son was visiting for almost two weeks during which time my test results came back with a diagnosis of Diabetes. That revelation kind of took the ‘wind out of my sails’ for a few days!

Well as my dear Dad would say, “Onward and upward!”