12 years ago i was leaving my marriage. john and i had been together since we were teenagers. and married 26 years.
i was working in a cafe and had the early morning shift. i arrived one morning and found a cap that had been left in the cafe the night before. i picked it up and smelled it. i know - an odd thing to do. moments later keith arrived to pick up his hat on his way to work. he bought a steamed milk and says he remembers the heat from my hand when i handed him his change. keith had lived all his life in corner brook but our paths had never crossed. 4 months later i was single and unsteadily reeling in my new life. 5 weeks after my separation, keith came back into the cafe. 2 weeks later we were together. we appeared to be an unlikely match. we took it a day at a time. and it works. keith holds my heart tenderly. as i hold his.