The Wild Ones
When we met, we were the wild ones. We recognized it in each other. Our nights roaming Los Angeles continued as we pursued our own career paths. Then, our first house, our first baby. I thought I would die from missing our wildness. Our second baby turned us into business partners, essentially, with our communication limited to exchanging information about the children, schedules, bills. Life accelerated; we were stressed and breathless. Until we decided to change everything, to move to the countryside, focus on our children, exist with the awareness that life is a finite gift. What a wild idea. — Maria Coltharp
Frugal Kindness
“The sink is leaking,” I told my 77-year-old landlady. She came up to my Parisian attic apartment with a 16-inch wrench. We tightened nuts at random, playing plumber. “Go buy some tape and wrap everything,” she said. “I’m very economical; during World War II we had nothing!” Frustrated by our haphazard method, I fumed in the sink’s wet underbelly. But then I remembered the homemade cookies on my counter. This same frugality underpinned my landlady’s generosity. “I love you very much,” she said the day she gave me those cookies. “I love you too,” I said. — Matthew Barrett
A Cowboy in God’s House
Fifty years ago, my family and I lived in California’s cattle country. When my son was 3, we would visit a small church that I called God’s house. As my son and I were leaving the church one day, we passed by a well-dressed cowboy climbing the stairs. My son stopped in his tracks and said, “Hi, God!” The man looked at me then said, “Hi, son.” He walked into the church and we went home. Since that act of kindness, I visualize a tall, gentle cowboy when I pray. I always say, “Hi, God!” — Teresa Rogers
‘Old Never Happened for Him’
Randy was a good Jewish boy; I, a shiksa. Nevertheless, we dated in college, happy until the Vietnam War intervened. He served while I went from Sorority Sue to protesting hippie. Time passed, we moved on. The month of my wedding, Randy called, asking me not to go through with it. That night I got very drunk. The wedding happened, life progressed, my husband died. In my heart, I knew Randy and I would end up together when we were old. Old never happened for him. I still see him in my dreams. — Kathryn Jarvis
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