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This writing begins as a purely therapeutic project. I'll be sixty in August, not exactly in the first blush of youth! Why then am I entertaining thoughts of ending a mostly satisfying, seventeen year relationship and starting over? True, Sam is not a soul mate, far from it, but he's a good man at heart. He treats my kids and grandchildren like they were his own. He's a great cook and very handy around the house. Lately I've begun to feel that this is not enough. I want a better-defined relationship. Whenever I have to fill out a form and the question asked "relation to applicant" I freeze. Would it be inappropriate to jot down "other"? Boyfriend is hardly the term for a man well into his sixties, his boy days are way over. So what is he? More importantly, what am I? The terms for a sixty year old unmarried woman are far from flatering. I've been maried twice before. Would this be "third time's the charm" or "three strikes and your're out"? Should I leave so I can find someone who wants marriage? So many questions, so little Vodka!