A new journey

Over three years have passed since I've been here. My life has been quite a journey in that time.  Both children have graduated college and are happily employed. My youngest gets married soon! The first of the siblings to do so.  Life keeps rolling on. 

I have found love. Real love. True love. I, too, will be married again.  Geez, and I was convinced that I NEVER would go down that path. No one has ever meant enough.  No one has ever made me feel enough. The man I have fallen in love with is handsome, intelligent, funny, sexy, gets me.  I am rarely "myself" around people, just family and a few close friends. I knew right away that I could be me, myself, with him.  And I am happy! And I am sad.  My dad would have loved him, too.  Papa could have walked me down the aisle and not had to hesitate to ask if I was sure this time. I did have reservations the first time, and I think Pop sensed that, so he asked. I said he was being silly.  I have no reservations now.  I am confident that this man is meant to be mine, and I his.  So this is part two but without a big part of part one...I miss you Papa.