Recently I went out to dinner with a friend who was widowed some years ago. In the ensuing years, she's built a happy, busy, and productive life for herself. As we pulled into a parking place at the restaurant, a couple in their 50's or 60's walked in front of the car. They were holding hands and talking and laughing. My friend and I watched them in silence, mesmerized by how much fun they seemed to be having together. My friend said it was times like that when she most missed being part of a couple.
It was a sad moment and a poignant reminder that those good times are missing from our lives. Have you or someone you know felt this way and what triggered it?