It was exactly one year ago today that I sat at this very computer and launched my online dating search. For the next nine months, I posted weekly recaps of my experiences, including the good, the bad and the ugly that aging men write in their profiles. It was an interesting experience, to say the least. I did not meet anyone of any significance in my stint online, but once I canceled my membership and surrendered my process to the gods, a divine intervention took place. I have met someone. And not just anyone. I have met the person I was looking for. The one who possesses all of the qualities on my “list” and then some. It just so happens that he was also widowed, which is not something you would wish on anyone, but it is an experience we have in common. We understand the somewhat long and tedious process of moving forward with your life after the proverbial rug gets pulled out from under you. We have learned (the hard way) that life is precious and that it should not be taken for granted. We try to appreciate each and every day, and the people and relationships that enrich our lives and make us whole.

This relationship is in its infancy if you count the days on the calendar, but in many ways it feels like I have known him forever. I completely understand that two relatively young people had to die in order for this meeting to occur, and I try to always remember that. I know that I called upon my own guardian angels for guidance and support as I navigated my way through this process. To them I am eternally grateful for insuring that I attended a concert on October 22nd, and then was placed right next to the person I had been looking for. I believed in second chances, and I was rewarded. Prayer, dreams and wishful thinking are not fruitless endeavors. If you believe, you can achieve it.

A usual, thanks for reading along today and throughout this past year. I wish you and yours the VERY best this New Year. Choose to believe, and your dreams can come true, too. Love ya, mean it!