Through I was always out practically
\nevery night in my wild youth
\nsomewhere in my late twenties
\nI became more of a homebody
\nwhen married<\/p>\n
I was fine with going out once or
\nmore a week, like to a restaurant
\nor a movie<\/p>\n
or on a weekend jaunt
\nshopping or sightseeing<\/p>\n
but being out nearly every night
\nno longer appealed to me <\/p>\n
I made the unforeseeable mistake
\nof being with two women
\nwho became social butterflies
\nsometime after we married<\/p>\n
I learned like a title of an
\nold country song
\n\u201cIsn\u2019t It Lonely Together,\u201d
\nthat that song was heartbreakingly true<\/p>\n
the better of the two social butterflies
\nleft this world years ago
\nin her fifties<\/p>\n
saw her obit on the Internet
\nI suspect she died
\nof a lung or breast cancer
\nshe was a smoker<\/p>\n
she was the nicest woman
\nI\u2019d ever been with
\nbut I had to leave her
\nthe homebody and the butterfly
\njust could never work out<\/p>\n
I wonder if I\u2019ll see her in the afterlife
\nand if homebodies and social butterflies
\nwill be there<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t pine for a redo with her
\nto see if we could be
\nhappily together in the afterlife<\/p>\n
but I do hope she is okay and in
\na beautiful place there forever.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Through I was always out practically every night in my wild youth somewhere in my late twenties I became more of a homebody when married I was fine with going out once or more a week, like to a restaurant or a movie or on a weekend jaunt shopping or sightseeing but being out nearly… Continue reading