By: Sara Kinard
At the age of five, they were merely just children, not even thinking about their future. Being best friends and playing “Mom and Dad” during recess without any thought as to what that meant.
At the age of ten, they were best friends, always together, inseparable. Making their moms carpool them everywhere they wanted to go. They had crushes, not on each other, they were just rumored to be together. By their parents at least.
At the age of fifteen, they had their first real school dance. They went together as dates but not dating. Bodies were changing, minds were learning, feelings were growing. But they were both too scared to admit it. Their friendship meant everything to them.
At the age of twenty, they were in college, different colleges. Hours, miles, and states apart. Their cellphones were the only thing that kept them in contact, but it wasn’t the same. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, and love makes you crazy.
At the age of twenty-five, they weren’t best friends anymore. They were just, friends. She was to be married, and he got an invitation, just an invitation. He was broken, he waited too long. They grew apart more than they ever wanted to. What he didn’t know, was that she was broken too.
At the age of thirty, he was still single, she was divorced. They wanted to reach out to each other but were both unsure as to what to say. Do they text, call, video chat? What? The heart wants what it wants, and they wanted each other, but could it happen? Would it work?
At the age of thirty-five, they ran into each other at the supermarket. They almost didn’t recognize each other; aging makes a person change in more ways than one. She smiled and his heart skipped a beat, he laughed, and her eyes lit up at the sound. There was still feelings, even after all these years. They believed they could do it.
At the age of forty, they were happily married. It was a dream come true. They also bought a house and were in perfect content. They owned a dog and a cat; in the small town they grew up in. It was the perfect image. Although, there was a lack of little feet running around.
At the age of forty-five, they found out they couldn’t have children. They were distant, from the world, their families, themselves. Could they make this work? They could adopt. They could have a family, they could, and they will. They did. Because love is strong, especially with “Mom and Dad”.
