Woman in sixty

Sean is sixty year old. He is working as a maintenance employee in a small park for last thirty years. Prior to that he was in advertising business for whole sale. Graduate in marketing and business. Covid stole his best half not in twenty nineteen but in 2023. Little scarier as the covid ghost of terror still out there in many shades and shapes. It even acts sometimes as the longest cancer ever lived.
I am sixty years old divorced in mutual grounds and living a peaceful life with long covid. I have three sons , one daughter and a grandchild. I live enjoying fast paced fall paintings of weather, turquoise green colored green lakes filled with green algae, the ripples of Erie Canal which shines in sunlight when it bathes the water, bright golden reflections on branches of finger lakes. Fifteen miles on Erie Canal song and man made canal did some positive impressions on me. Doug’s fish stall wow! What an original taste with elegance flavored with extravaganza of positive and calm ambience.
I have my high school groups, rosary groups, small church group, language classes, yoga class, writing Poetry, short stories, pending novel, semi active participation in literary association, Netflix movies list goes on.
I wanted to be a guy all my life long mainly because I thought I could speak without filter. I felt for the first time in my life being a woman has so many advantages when single especially in fifties and sixties. Freedom to wake up any time, sleep at any time or cook when you feel like to do.
I told my shadow it is wonderful to be single rather than miserable within relationship.
I just was pondering when I saw Sean and those thoughts transferred to paper just like ink to litmus and I copied those thoughts to this site. Being single either widowed, divorced or never married all depends on you to be happy or not but I am genuinely happy with whatever life brings as we make life most of the time whether you agreed or not. Wow four mile long walk along the Erie Canal is over and I will meet you with another story after finishing the small hiking around the green lakes of Syracuse.