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So, apparently I can feel jealousy. Not that I had ever absolutely ruled it out; it's just rare, happening only twice in the past that I can recall, and both of those times there was actual involvement (then-partner starts relationship with new guy, denied it when I asked, proceeded to spend entire weeks with new guy.. yeah.).

This time, though, was the typical story: a crush develops, the target however isn't looking for involvement, starts shagging a couple mutual friends. Totally groovy, usually; we're a caring-sharing bunch.

Apparently, as you get older, emotional needs become stronger.

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My grandmother's boyfriend, Billy, is dying. With a stroke, heart attack, a car wreck, and 70-something years behind him, he's just tired. I guess I can't blame him.

My grandmother says what she'll miss the most is "Hey, hi, hello"; a little song he came up with to sing to her whenever he saw her for the first time on any given day.

He's the first relationship she's ever had where she wasn't abused. She's 73.