“Love doesn’t translate into a relationship.”  I’ve been learning that one the hard way lately.  I’m involved (well, I guess you could say I’m involved) with a man whose partner passed away unexpectedly a year and a half ago.  I’d been single for a decade and was/am ready to settle down again.  He’s still in the “sowing wild oats” stage.  I know he cares for me but he told a mutual friend of ours that he wished I’d understand that he can care for more than one person at a time.  Monogamy has been what I’m most familiar with, and if this is heading in the direction of a polyamorous relationship, I’m not sure I’m completely on board with it…at least not yet.  So, I’m just going to enjoy what we have while we have it, and if the form of things changes, then I’ll adapt to the best of my ability.  The difficulty for me has been that love has always translated into a relationship.  Now I’m seeing that that isn’t always the case.