I sank into the hallway chair and sobbed like a woman half my age.
had wanted freedom.
What I really wanted… was peace with the man I once loved.
And now, at 75, I realized the cruelest truth of all:
Sometimes you don’t lose love in marriage.
You lose it the moment you think you still have time.
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