All Comments on 'Auld Langsyne'

Very much real life and very little of how "we would like it to be". A bit sad for Christmas, but then again, he does get it and has a chance to move on. What happens to Angie is another story. She still has things to resolve. Well written as always.

I rarely give perfect scores, but this story deserves it. Very well done, and I’m glad you didn’t cheapen it with a Disney ending. Characters were well developed and the sex scene was well written.

thank you. Well done

thank you for writing such a wonder-filled story :)

You did a great job with this one. It tugs at my heart in a way that moves me to tears. I had a similar experience, and this is a wonderful way to recall it now, some 40 years later. Thanks!

Isn't it wonderful when dreams come true, even though it may just be for the briefest instant. Very nice story. First love, best love!

Maybe now it is time for them to bump into each other again. 3 years have passed, a lot could happen in that time and perhaps they still love each other. Lots of possibilities to be explored. I know it doesn't fit within the original reason for the story, but...begin anew.

It was on a Christmas evening after being seperated for 9 months and then divorced for a couple of years, that my best friend became my girl friend. That led to marriage which led to 35 years together raising two of mine and four of hers. Now she lies in the hospital bed that we brought into the house last week, stricken down by Alzhiemers. She is immobile, incontinent, and absent. My lady love has died and this body lays in her place. She is still able to mumble "love you" once in a long while, and it does warm my heart.

This may sound like a sad story, but it is not. I enjoy taking care of her, it feels right that I can show her the loving care that I feel for her. She is not embaressed when I change her diapers; she does not feel like she has been put in a warehouse to wait for death; she looks forward to visits from her kids and grandkids (when she remembers she has them); and is usually pleasant to be around. It feels more comfortable and loving than visiting her grave site will be, I am sure.

I am not in a hurry to "move on," and I share each day with her as it comes. And, like your story, I sometimes still remember the best times as if they were only last week. Life gives us whatever comes along but it is in our power to make each day as good as it can be. Mine are usually pretty darn good, and I can easily remember the warm loving lady who built so much of her life around me and ours.

Thanks for the good thoughts :)

This is a cheating wife/loving wife story not a romance.

I still dream of my first love, four decades, two marriages & four children later. I still walk past their old house occasionally & I can't help but dream as to what might have been.

My breath catches every time I smell a particular scent. My head turns at the sight of someone who could be them. I have searched the internet over & over with no luck. I took all my annual leave one year & spent it searching towns where I had been told by friends that D had been rumored to live.

I have lost count of the number of counseling sessions I've had trying to come to terms with what happened decades ago, with little success.. I still skip one track, every time I listen to one particular album as it's just too painful.

I would give up all that I have, everything, for a hug, a smile & the chance to run my fingers through their hair, once more before I die.

The story was excellent and stirred a memory or fifteen - we all have these 'what if' memories of how things might have gone. And your dedication of the story to Dan Fogelburg really touched my heart. Take care mate, and keep writing.

Loved the story and also the song. You write well.