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Sara Benincasa's avatar

I am going to ask my dad what he thinks about this column and then report back (he knows I write filth sometimes, it will be fine, he will feel gross but then he will deal with it and say smart things). Okay brb. Also telling on myself for inconsistent Spanish pronouns, I am skipping into the woods to scream at myself, hold pls.

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I reconnected with a female friend in my late 20’s who was also a childhood crush. She had this amazing smile where she smiled with her whole face. We exchanged little love notes when we were around age 13. I had found one in my box of childhood memories my mom kept. This woman was now divorced and living alone in a cute apartment. I was coming off a long relationship myself. I visited her, we talked for hours, then I noticed a photo of her and a classmate of ours on her mantle. “Oh! Yeah! We are dating!” She finally offered, only after I’d noticed the photo. He was a guy who had pined for her and now he found her in a vulnerable position. We hugged, and I left, unsure I wanted any part of that. They later married, and maybe 5 years later she had a little class reunion of sorts at her home. She was now remarried with a son. I was now happily dating my future (current) wife. I brought the note she gave me 20 years earlier and showed her late that night after most people had left. In a private moment outside, I showed her the note. She cried, hugged me for a long time, and it felt like an unspoken feeling of missed opportunity. I hugged her back, and all I could think to say was, “we were just kids.” My wife always says there are no perfect matches, no serendipity, no fate. There are many, many possible matches - romances and relationships that could happen, but don’t. Like that one.

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