I lost my husband of 24 years last November and I'm now at the point that I don't want to share my space with anyone. I sleep in the middle of the bed, eat crackers (lol) and no one complains. I like being able to spend my money without checking with anyone else. I can stay up and sew to the wee hours and not feel bad because he went to bed without me, etc. I do miss the companionship, but not the disagreements. Don't get me wrong, I loved him to death, but...I can have a companion without being in the same house with him. Hope this makes some sense. I don't have anyone in my life right now...not ready yet, but I do hope to have someone in the future...preferably far enough away, that they won't just "drop" over all the time...like quilting too much to feel guilty!! :lol: :lol: