Past Lives; Past Loves

     How strange is it to have someone waltz back into your life after nearly twenty years—someone you've known for near half a century. The talk come easily; memories are shared; warm embraces exchanged; plans made for lunch, a walk on the beach, a ballgame.
     I find myself joining in, yet holding back. It might take awhile for me to open my heart again to welcome someone in as a partner, a lover. Not out of fear, but out of lack of practice! Maybe I've lived alone for too long now. It seems that those 'old feelings' of companionship and love need some dusting off....