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  • Age 14, I met him and fallen love with him at his school festival. And my girl friend had just asked him for a date.
    Age 15, I started to play guitar and rock band and joined the track-and-field club because he started at high school.
    Age 17, I just couldn't stand the situation that keep concealing the feeling about him, so I said that. He had already realized that he could not be sure that about it, then told me that I should have been honest about the feeling. And we become friends.
    Age 18, I took Psychology major, a year later he took Medical course. We both had the each boy friend and girl friend.
    Age 20, I decided to study 1 year-transfer to US university, he was the only friend whom see me off at the airport with my family.
    Age 21, I came back and just moved from Tokyo to Tsukuba-city with my family, 2 hours commute to Tokyo, his university was very near my home. We just hang around together, that year. Only except each ones' date. Studied together, shared the thoughts and secrets, discussed about the future, talked about the dream. He wanted to be a psychiatrist or brain surgeon, and i wanted to be a psychologist or counselor. And we made the small promise.

    That summer was the most luxurious time in my life.
    Plenty of time to think about "self", we were just full of hope and young.
    Time didn't fly as fast as it does now.

    Age 22, We had dinner at Roppongi after my work, he was still student for medical school. That was the last time I saw him.

    He becomes heart surgeon, so he decided to cure the people's heart.
    I become brand consultant, so I abandoned to cure people's heart, but company's.

    Age 34, my mother had the heart surgeon and she found him at the hospital near the my parents' home. And my mom told that he would go to France for 2 years study.
    Age 36, I wrote the letter that to appreciate taking care of my mother and how he was doing.
    And I got the reply e-mail 1 year after.
    He had leukemia and survived from it and recessed the work about a year.

    I haven't contacted since then, but I know he has been well and keep doing what he has dreamed of , and lives with loving wife and child.
    I am not sure that what I have been doing is that I have dreamed of or not, but it seems pretty fits me and I think I am happy enough to enjoy the life with my loving husband.

    But sometime, I remember the small promise we made at that summer, that was,
    if we were both still single after 40 years old or both lost the partner, then we can get together.

    Silly enough to believe, but funny enough to remember and always cheers me up.
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