Am I Alone in Apartment 3B?
Estimated reading time: 1 minute, 6 seconds
As I unpack in apartment 3B, I am alone, but I know Jan is still with me.
I am having trouble finding places for all the remembrances of decades of love. Each item I unwrap opens the floodgates of a lifetime of love.
It also reminds me of how fortunate I was and how Jan transformed my life.
This morning, I realized how critical timing was to our falling in love.
All the places I lived in before meeting Jan were not where we could have resided together, or she would have wanted to visit me.
I lived in a rectory when we briefly met at her VISTA training in December 1972.
When we finally met and fell in love, I lived in an unheated apartment and was on rent strike.
Neither was a place I could have invited her to visit me.
Ironically, I am now in my first “Batchelor” apartment and still happily married.
Our love will never die.
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