Coup de Foudre




A friend recently admitted to me that she had met the love of her life at the age of fifty. Married, widowed and the mother of three children--she had only just had the wind knocked from her at middle age. Her coup de foudre.

This admission caused my heart to smile as I realized that there is always that glimmer of hope.
Middle age can be a grim place. Anything past 60 can be down- right moribund for many. 
Women tend to give up on men at that fork in the road of life. A multitude of disappointments, losses and lies help carve the path to that moment for men as well as women. A certain youthful guile gives surrender far too easily to resentment and bitterness where the scope of love is concerned.

There is no longer a youth dew beading on the forehead of love or lust.

Not me. Give me love and lust and all of it's foolish electrifying folly until the day I can no longer breathe a breath.

Love at first sight can happen at any time----even multiple times if you've got the heart for it.
Passion is the salve to a wound thought never to heal. There is always the chance for someone to matter to you.....to play the most important part in your life besides you. 




CJ Ellis







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