Second Love

Scott is an older guy...he is a great guy.... he is my friend.
he was married for 35 years.... loved his wife a lot for the first few years... children grew up.. they left the nest.
and then there was love lost between him and his wife.... they lived on for some more years... then Mary Anne passed away... though so many times he thought he was tired of that life....that he was going to leave her... love had left them already... but now Scott was relieved.. he had gotten out of the rut... but in a few days he started thinking about the time they had spent together... those new years of married life... that happy face in the hospital that Mary Anne had even after 8 hours of labor.... those first steps of their children... the changing of diapers that they had shared too... he thought about the time together... and there was suddenly no "Us".... before he knew it there were tears rolling down his cheeks... inadvertently he licked those off his lips after they filtered through his mustache...
Sadness gripped him hard... he was so alone... alone in this whole wide world he thought... he lived in complete isolation for a long time... never met any of his friends... avoided everybody... he wanted to reflect on his thoughts..... Mary Anne... she was his wife... and his wife was dead....
Scott spent many years trying to deny his state....trying to deny that he needed anybody else... he was in love once and that was it.....he had loved his wife with all his heart and his mind....and she was gone... his life had become mechanical... routine had set in... he did the same things everyday....routine was boring but at least there was no more sudden changes in his life... children visited often... they advised their dad that he had been alone enough... he needed someone in his life too...
now it looks to me like Scott is out of his misery...
he is more upbeat these days.... talks to me at the counter about this young old lady that was shopping in the grocery aisle... she is with me he said... and I gave him a firm hand shake...
I guess love happens again.....he calls it his second love...