My story is a new moon story. Last October at the new Moon in Libra, after 13 years of being single (by choice) I decided to make a list of what I’d like in the perfect man. I was very ambivalent about beginning another relationship after my bad marriage, but I said - well, if you don’t ask you won’t get. So I made my list and sent it out to the universe to be filled. Three days later the perfect man found me. It was completely initiated by him. When I made the list, although I knew who he was, I thought he was married - so he wasn’t even on my radar. I had to fight my initial instinct to say no - I always said no to men who asked me out. But, after all, I had put out my list to the universe just three days before. I figured I’d have to give him a chance. Who knew that at almost 60 years old I’d find someone who was such a good match. Elsa, you talk about having to dig up painful things with the soldier. Well, I think we’ve both been through some pain in our lives, but this is just so easy it’s almost scary. Sometimes I think I wish we’d met before we were so old so we would have more time together, but I’m not sure it would have worked as well. Time has tumbled off our rough edges and we fit together as though we were made for each other. Will it last? Who knows. Who cares. While it’s here, I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my life.

Yep, Elsa, I threw out the trash and I’m heading out for an adventure just like you said. Que sera sera.

My fiance and I crossed paths a couple times before he asked me out. First we were out with friends, but he was on a date. He saw me in the crowd and took notice, though I didn’t see him at all. Next we were out with friends again, but we were both dateless. It was my birthday, I wanted to play pool, and one of our mutual friends asked him if he would play pool with me. We spent hours playing and talking, having a great time… And he ‘protected’ me from all the drunkards trying to hit on me by pretending to be my boyfriend whenever one came near. Exactly two weeks after that night we went out on our first date… Played pool again, too! At one point we touched hands and it was positively electric. We’ve been inseperable ever since.

Just over 28 years ago, I met my first love. We broke up over family, married other people, bumped into each other over the years, carried a torch for each other too, but only reconnected a few months ago. I’m long-divorced, he’s freshly divorced, but we’re so much more ready for each other now. Like Kathy said, time has a way of smoothing over all the rough edges. And like Elsa and her soldier, we found ourselves having a very similar conversation recently (”Who would have believed that 28 years later we’d be spending entire evenings in a bubble bath?”)and fitting perfectly in the bathtub. Here’s the scary part: Pluto in Sag is transiting opposite my sun (has been all year). Does this mean Pluto will “do its job” and remove this relationship once the karma stuff is over? I’ve read that Pluto transits wipe away your old life and replace it with everything new. That is coming true via my career and home right now (which is good news) but I can’t imagine losing this guy again.

When Pluto went through my 7th and hit my Sun, the divorce happened. After 20 years and 2 kids. Didn’t expect it.

Perhaps what Pluto is transforming is the identity of a single-type person. I think it depends on what houses are affected.

A Leo strong personality will most likely have different relationship needs than a Scorpio with the strong personality.

I have to think about this more. Strong personalities do seem to enjoy freedom and independence a great deal. I think it also depends on the environment or life circumstances. It is understandable that someone in the SF would remain at arm’s length because they know either person’s life could change or end. And SF are some of the strongest…

I forgot to mention that we met as teenagers in Europe (he lived there, I was visiting my family’s ancestral village). So the fact that life has moved us, 28 years later, to cities on the west coast (me in Vancouver, BC, him in Washington state) living less than an hour’s drive apart seems so significant. I’ve never thought of myself as romantic but with him I am.