I’m in luv with a 57 yr old man.

Ok,

let me elaborate a bit further on my title.

I love (plutonically) a 57 yr old man that I’ve worked with  full-time EVERY summer over the past 4 yrs… whom I just went to see arrive from Oz at the airport this morning. I got to see him for only 20 mins – where I used to see him 24/7 – and my heart is currently aching and going through withdrawl.

Because of my 2 month practicum, I cannot work full time with the army band (and my 57 yr old luv-ah). Instead, I get to spend my 8am-4pm with other older gentlemen (and ladies) who have had heart attacks(infarctions), chest pains (angina), or other heart issues. Don’t get me wrong… I love cardiology, and I love working with people one-on-one, but it’s not the same.

I always looked forward to my summers in Aldershot… Though it was hard work (yes, army band is mentally and physically hard), there were moments that made it ALL worth while. I’m going to miss those moments… Especially with Mr. K (my previously mentioned luv).

Just wanted to know if I’m the only one who is torn on ‘growing up’…?

How do you cope?

xo

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