This felt like mixed emotions so I'm linking in the weekly challenge. I'm ok uncoupled...but it would be nice to be coupled...but I'm still a bit mixed.

I truly was 58 before ever living alone. Kind of feels strange to think about it. I married when I was 19 so went from my parents to my husband...with two semesters in a college dorm with a roommate. I was single for nine years after divorcing but had kids living with me, and then my beloved McQ came into my life.

Feelings are awakening. At least enough to write a song about it. I used my tenor ukulele #FUC again. Mistakes were made, but I'm behind in my song count so moving on.

When my hubby moved to memory care - I was for the first time alone I was 58 - And oh how I have grown I’ve been widowed for two years - I feel ready to explore I am 65 - And I am open to more

Someone to say – how’s your day And care about the answer That gives good hugs – instead of shrugs Is my kind of romancer I don’t need someone to pay the bills I have a pension and an IRA But I’d enjoy a few more thrills Before my earthly time fades away

A nature walk – an evening talk And a warm hand to hold A duet to sing – maybe flowers bring Would make my heart grow bold I don’t need help running my home I’ve managed it all quite well Yet it would be nice not to be alone And create coupled stories to tell

I’ve been widowed for two years - I feel ready to explore I am 65 - And I am open to more I’m okay as an uncoupled soul – I never feel alone Yet I’m willing to consider someone beyond friendship zone