My last thread is going to lock soon. New title is a nod to my mom, who said this to me today.

The last thing I posted was that H. has already called my cell tonight; I didn't pick up. He left a short message, asking me to give him a call when I get a chance.

I will be polite and do so, but only after I wait several hours. I'll be as cheerful as I can muster; I don't want him to think I'm upset about what occured.

I'm trying not to read into his call; I can't let it mean anything. Must detach.

Hope's last thread, The Other Side of the Mountain


Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.