After 50 Years of Marriage, I Asked for a Divorce, Then His Letter Broke My Heart

I sank into the hallway chair and sobbed like a woman half my age.

I had wanted freedom.

What I really wanted… was peace with the man I once loved.

And now, at 75, I realized the cruelest truth of all:

Sometimes you don’t lose love in marriage.

You lose it the moment you think you still have time.