Much as I found my other half at a very young age and we had 32 lovely years together before he died, I did eventually settle into life alone with my cat, my job and my friends and family. I can`t say I was miserable or unhappy 24/7 once the worst of the grieving process had passed and never in a million years did I think things would change again. I thought singledom would last for the rest of my life. Then I met my second husband, he too was widowed, he too had met his first wife at a very early age ( he was 15 ) and they too had almost 40 years together so maybe our " other halves " had got their heads together in wherever it is they`ve gone to and they decided that 2 people who`d suffered enough should spend their twilight years in each others company and love and care for each other where our other halves had suddenly left off. We openly talk about our first spouses, they were a huge part of our lives, parents to our children and we loved them but the book of life can consist of several chapters before we finally close our book forever more and perhaps our other halves even engineered it for us, that`s what I like to think anyway.