I am 63. Single by choice. I have had several multi-year relationships that ended for various reasons.
I feel blessed every morning when my feet hit the floor. I work hard by saying “yes”.....to requests for my time and whatever talent I yet have. I say “yes” to my own artistic curiosities.
I define my home as my haven, my refuge....even as I am out doing something in my city most nights of the week.
I am fine as a “solo act” probably 360 days of the year. Yes, there are moments when I’d like to have a partner, but I do not need a partner in order to experience deep, profound joy. I celebrate my foibles, my eccentricities. I strive to live in the truth, however challenging that may be.
Will I die alone? Probably.
But that does not define me. Nor does it inhibit me.
Instead, I seek to be defined by my legacy: loyalty to friends, of mentorship, of volunteerism. This I can shape.