It's not a date. I bought my own drink and I didn't shave my legs.

To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost.

It had been years since she question his fidelity, but he'd stepped on to the old fame track again, and that was where the road had taken them before. Infidelity could be forgiven, but forgetting it was impossible. Strangely, that wasn't what bothered her the most. What bothered her was that she didn't really care.

I guess no one stays friends for more than thirty years without broken hearts along the way.

Maybe time didn't heal wounds exactly, but it gave you a kind of armor, or a new perspective. A way to remember with a smile instead of a sob.

....both had learned that everything could change in an instant, and that the heartfelt vows of people in love were fragile words that, once shattered, could cut so deeply you'd bleed forever.

Finding your passion isn't just about careers and money. It's about finding your authentic self. The one you've buried beneath other people's needs.