Had my first date in 34 years.
It was; awkward and comfortable, fun yet difficult, sweet and bittersweet, thrilling yet a reminder of my age. But the best word to describe it was normal. I sat at the table, conversing and watching his face, checking out his smile, looking for that authentic being, my heart filling with memories of long ago and then putting them away. He was sweet and attentive, gregarious without being overbearing....a really nice evening.
How long has it been since I felt normal? I can't remember and I guess it's not all that important. Normal is good, really good.