The Flight…

After a bevy of conversations with Mr. Pasa Doble, we both decided it was time to meet. Maybe for a facial rejuvenation consult or maybe just to meet. It would give me an excuse to travel to Seattle.

I decided to bite the bullet; booking a flight, preparing once again for the  unknown, I felt it necessary to let someone know  what I was up to. I notified my sister and she offered to come along. I reassured her I would be fine. After all how old was I? Geez

I packed my bags, mostly casual attire, along with one cute little black dress. This would be the first time that I’d travel a long distance to meet someone I’d never met. I wasn’t fearful, oddly enough, not even apprehensive, only excited.

The takeoff was smooth…but as we climbed it got bumpy! The winds whipped the plane around  as if I were on a roller coaster ride at Six Flags. I wasn’t a big fan of thrill seeking rides so I was nervous. I thought ” I’m going to die. How could I jeopardize my life for someone I’d never met?”

Grabbing the arm rest; clawing my nails deep as if I were at the dentists getting a root canal without Novocain!  I felt dread, anxiety and physically sick as my 63 years flashed before my eyes. The thrashing of luggage in the overhead bins, beverage carts flying down the narrow aisle only increased my fear.

DING! The seat belt sign illuminated. The pilot announced the turbulence would continue for another 30 minutes.  That didn’t seem to calm my anxieties any. I glanced at the passenger next to me. I wondered. Who is he? Is he meeting a loved one at the end of this crazy ride? Were we going to die together?

He looked my way and noticed my concern and began to talk to me, maybe to try and calm my anxieties. I didn’t want to talk. I was not processing, Small talk was not a good distraction for me. I couldn’t respond.

There was huge dip and plunge and then a leveling off of the plane. My heart jumped into my throat. I really couldn’t speak now! I wanted to vomit.

My aisle mate grabbed my hand with reassurance and swaddle me as if I were a child. I felt such gratitude; I was not alone.

 

For more on this story Ann Reichardt’s 2nd book THE NEW DANCE CARD, Looking For Love Online  will swoon be released. It is a follow up of her published memoir THE DANCE CARD, Looking For Love After Divorce available on Amazon. com Barnes& Noble, Kindle, Apple I-tunes

 

 

Mirror… Reflections

Closing my tablet for the night, contemplating a meet up with Mr. Paso Doble, I retired to my bedroom, undressed  and glanced into a full-length mirror. That vision would depress me for some time. I rarely looked at myself in a mirror, maybe I feared the reality of how 63 years of hard work and “life” had changed my body. There I was face-to-face with a strange image… Who is that woman in the mirror? Oh that body and face had seen better days. Confidence was not a friend to me anymore and my insecurities magnified at that moment.

My face was no longer smooth. Those deep naso-labial folds and crows feet were deep. The upper lids needed lifting. The lower bags needed lifting as well. I could use one big gigantic pull forcing my hairline up so tight that my brows would touch my earlobes.

I slowly turned to peek at my profile. The gravitational pull on my torso was dramatic. All I could think was “Those damn Kardashians!” Enormous firm butts, how’d they do that? Implants perhaps? How could I ever show this aging body to any new suitor. I needed Mr. Paso Doble to give me an overhaul-no, a major overhaul. I need to do some research on this. Off to my medical books and google searches. It was a scary venture for sure.

To find out what happens with Mr. Paso Doble …”The New Dance Card” Looking For Love Online  will be released soon. Ann’s first book “The Dance Card” Looking For Love After Divorce  highlights the beginning of her 8 year journey now available on Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Apple  iTunes, kindle.

Ann Reichardt is a retired registered nurse, author, artist living in Scottsdale Arizona.

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Ann Reichardt Without a hint of warning, today’s guest experienced her husband’s betrayal after thirty years of marriage. He told her he was no longer over her, announced he was leaving and wanted a divorce. The unceremonious and unexpected end of her marriage left her devastated and blindsided, and was a rude awakening. Her dream of eternal marital bliss was over. Instead of hanging her head low, at age 56 she jumped into the deep end of the cyberspace dating pool. Her quest to find love after divorce takes her on an exciting journey filled with romance, lust, drama, heartbreak and ultimately self-discovery.”

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