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Living, Learning, Loving

Writer: Tony Covatta
Tony Covatta
3 hours ago
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1975. Foreign correspondent Andy enjoyed travelling. Homebody wife Molly, washed his clothes, packed his gear, reserved his tickets. One way traffic. After only a few years they divorced.


2000. Andy’s father died. Molly surprised Andy, attending the funeral. Her gentle touch, soothing words illuminated the somber event.


2024. Andy retired, returned home, after his third wife, the first he had truly loved, died. Hearing that Molly’s eldest daughter died in a car crash, he called her. They shared grieving over the months in messages and emails. They’ll get together soon.


Living, learning, loving slowly. It’s never just too late, baby.

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