![]() I didn’t see how they could, but maybe through some miracle, like in the movies. I harbored a flickering dream that things might work out. Just thinking about that was painful, but the alternative - losing him - was just as bad. What did he expect? I already knew I didn’t want to end up potentially watching my younger man one day looking at even younger women. “I know,” I said, as we started to cross. One day, as we waited to cross a street, he turned to me and raised that exact issue, saying he wanted to marry someone who also had all of that ahead of her. He wanted to start a family, and I already had one. Just a hundred feet down the trail, the ground was bare.ĭavid clearly loved me too, and he wasn’t afraid to show it, but I couldn’t help worrying about our age difference. When the cloud came overhead and let loose, we took refuge under a rock ledge, laughing in disbelief as snow pelted the plants and rocks. One cold winter solstice day, we found ourselves alone on the summit of a rock-topped butte, watching transfixed as a huge black cloud barreled toward us in an otherwise blue sky. We celebrated every solstice and equinox with a hike and a picnic in the woods, leaving treats for the wild animals and making love on a blanket to celebrate the turn of the season. We never ran out of things to talk and joke about. He was an avid surfer and I liked hanging on the beach with our dogs. In practice, we spent a lot of time together. No one knew we were dating, since David firmly believed that workplace romances were a bad idea - in theory. He had never been married.Įight months later, he and I both ended up working at another media outlet, where we were part of a group of journalists who loved to go for after-work beers and conversation. David had left a reporting job in Indiana to move to Oregon so that he could take care of his grandmother, who had raised him after his mother left the family. Freshly divorced, I had three children between 11 and 19. ![]()
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