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Passionate Love - Setting your World on Fire

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Passionate Love: Setting YOUR world on fire…

Darlene Peltz

FIRST MEETING

By Marvin Berenson, M.D.

This is it, you reflect as you drive toward a local coffee shop. You think back on the original connection after reading that delightful profile when you wrote a very funny email and the reply came back that made you laugh and smile. Great start. The two telephone calls that followed were also filled with humor and how quickly you learned about her previous disappointments using Internet dating services, her divorce, her two dogs, not having children but wanting them in the future, and how much she loved teaching.

You smile as you park your car and cautiously look around wondering if she is arriving at the same time. Afternoon coffee is the perfect way to first get acquainted, although you had nearly suggested meeting at the beach and going for a walk first. Mais...

Trisha Yearwood

Patricia Lynn Yearwood

Marvin Berenson, M.D.

A Golden Age Love Story

With a golden age about her, you would never know. She was so busy with her shovel and her trowel as I came upon her quietly working alone. She was making narrow walkways through her garden, placing bricks in neat, tidy borders, her day-dreaming drifting among the thorns and rose buds.

Planting, feeding - sowing, weeding, her flowers brighten everyone with her love in the sunshine of the hot, dry, dog-days of summer. Her pathways leading her where they may... a golden age offers choices that are hers alone.

A squirrel scampers down the trunk of the tree, curious, watching me gather blossoms... More...