I’m thinking this year is going to be a wash in terms of forming a new relationship. With each passing month, as I come to terms with not having children and begin to re-imagine the next half of my life, I feel less and less open to other people. For the time being, my energy seems consumed by this transformation.
One thing that does occasionally bubble to the surface is this angry feeling of having been “ripped off” of some fundamental birthright to a loving mate. Still working on that one.