As I sit here with my Saturday cuppa, I have been thinking about my life, as one who is aging is wont to do sometimes. I know this is not too profound but here's what I have come up with.
When I was young, going out into the world, I was a "half" looking for someone special to make a "whole." I found that someone and had the "whole" life for almost 40 years. Now I am a "half" again. I am not especially looking for another special someone to make me a "whole" again. If I spend the rest of my life as a "half," I'm okay with that.
As I reread this, it makes me think that I might be more profound than I thought.