Life is all about timing, isn’t it?

What if I’d been fifteen years younger?  What if we’d met sooner?  But I mustn’t dwell on what ifs or negatives.  Not when what we had was so rich in positives…

Autumn!  The bridge between Summer and Winter and the most colourful season of all.  The perfect backdrop to a love story.


With my 40th birthday looming, the last thing I was looking for that day we met, was love.  Past experiences having taught me to appreciate the single life.

The soft crunch of an autumnal explosion of yellow, orange and fiery-red leaves beneath my feet had felt strangely therapeutic… until you came hurtling down the path towards me!

“Are you OK?” you asked, anxiously.

I was anything but, lying flat on my back, surrounded by concerned onlookers.

“Nothing to see here!” I remember gesturing, while struggling to my feet with as much dignity as I could muster.

It wasn’t until I’d dusted myself down and the crowd had dispersed that I was able to get a good look at you.  I can still remember your worried expression.  It went straight to a place in my heart that must have been waiting for you.

Your apologetic explanation had something to do with being a novice rollerblader, didn’t it?  I was too lost in your deep blue eyes to pay much attention.  When you insisted on seeing me home, I didn’t put up much of a fight, did I?

Your flowers arrived the next day followed by an invitation to dinner.  And my life began.


I’m so thankful I got past our age difference, it was never an issue, was it?  And as much as I enjoyed all the places you took me; I’d have been just as happy at home.  It’s you that made my life complete.

I got my results today.  The prognosis isn’t good.

How bittersweet – it was Autumn when we met and when we’ll part.  Promise me you’ll love again.  I ask only that you think of me… when those yellow, orange and fiery-red leaves fall.


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    Allan Neil
    Allan Neil(@allan-neil)
    1 year ago

    Linda, what a beautiful balance you have struck here between cynicism, realisation, love and potential (for Matthew) loss. First thing that came to mind was a line from ‘In Memoriam’ by Tennyson – ‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
    Hit me straight behind the sternum. Lovely writing.

    Margarida Brei
    Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
    1 year ago

    Obviously, time was not on her side- age difference and terminal health. A tender moving story nonetheless, Linda . Worthy of the 5 post rating!

    Carrie OLeary
    Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
    1 year ago

    Such a beautiful, bittersweet story, Linda, a real tear-jerker. An enjoyable read. Well done indeed  ? 

    Preston Randall
    Preston Randall(@preston-randall)
    1 year ago

    Wow, you really got me good with this one… straight to the heart. You’ve painted a beautiful, yet sad story that feels completely authentic in every description and dialogue. Congrats on another great piece of writing.

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    1 year ago

    It is a very lovely and bittersweet story, Linda. I held back tears as I read it. Very well done. 

    Greene M Wills
    Greene M Wills(@greene-m-wills)
    1 year ago

    So lovely and so sad at the end, with the joy and hope of a new beginning coming suddenly to a halt but it’s better to have loved, even for a day than nothing at all!

    Staci Harrington
    Staci Harrington(@staci-harrington)
    1 year ago

    Absolutely beautiful Linda! “It went straight to a place in my heart that must have been waiting for you.” Wow, what a stunning line.

    Bella Minyo
    Bella Minyo(@bella-minyo)
    1 year ago

    Linda, you completely captivated me with your beautifully crafted story. I love the way you told this story. It reminds me of my grandmother telling me about all her fun times and memories. This is definitely going to be one of my favorite stories. Wonderful job, as always, Linda, and I can’t wait to read your other stories.

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