The Thing About Love

So I’m talking to my mom who’s getting older.  Many of her friends are dying.  It’s like a funeral every week in her world.  We were talking tonight about the old neighborhood, and this one family - the husband and wife, also elderly, died within a year of each other.

“How romantic,” I remarked, all warm and sentimental.  Then we both laughed. 

Mom’s been a widow for more than 10 years.  She didn’t think it was romantic at all.  Love is a sho nuff complicated thing.