लोस्ट love

I still think it's funny that the title here does its own language.
Fifty Two and living in the past. I have the song book on the piano. How ironic. All I can think about lately is love. Having cancer and surgery, now starting radiation. And I must be going through menopause, happy sad confused grounded, all at the same time. That's why there are no commas. One thing that cancer has really opened my eyes to, the sadness in the world. Oh, how beautiful this song is. See how I can go from negative to positive so easy. I'm so happy and content with my life, yet I miss something. My childhood, and the laughter, I'm getting melancholy, that spelling can't be correct. I fixed it.
Lost love or not ? Did I loose the love I think about or is it still there, just changed, am I sad it is gone from my life ? I need to find a place for it in my life and be happy about it. For some strange reason I feel I must confront it, but how can I without confrontation. I desire the love, and am uncontented.
I can be greatful and overwhelmed with love for all the blessings in my life,