Fast cars, lonely heart.

Dream time class. 

I know I haven't posted lately and it just isn't the same with Sweetie being gone. As I settle into my new life, things have begun to happen. 

As you can see, I went to my race car school. Learned how to drive on a professional course, did some drag racing, and what is cauld autocross racing. It was a blast. Had my son join me, just so I wouldn't be alone, and to have him take some pictures. He is all set to want to do this again, but with his wife. I too am ready to do another class. This one was just for beginners, and the next is for more serious drivers. 

As I write this, Sweetie has been home for 134 days, and I do miss her so. It seems like, and is, a big piece of my heart left with her. 

I've slowed down my desire to find someone new. A healthy woman that can be a comfort to me. It seems that when I was in Orange County last month, I started to become more comfortable being a widower. I need this time to marinate in my being alone, to draw in the memories of our years together. Not to rush and find that on the outside I'm OK, but on the inside I'm crying.

It doesn't do me any goods to seek out other relationships, it is just best to let them happen. I've been talking with a older couple at church, and found out that it is their third marriage, for both of them. They both lost their second spouses and now have been married for over 20 years. Right now, I think they are very good for me. 

Driver and me are now deciding which car to use. We've been in Tweety exclusively for the past 3 months and now we have the other car to drive. Just got it out of the shop, and I am making plans for two more trips. One out to Texas, and the other to central California. The one to California needs the taller car. I was told that Tweety just couldn't make the road, too rough. Driver and me are still out there, on the Road to New Life, but now we have two vehicles that have to Keep Our Shiny Side up. C'ya, Luv Ya and God Bless. Arthur.