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What started as a bold kayaking invitation turned into the most meaningful friendship after 40 I could have imagined. I ambushed Christine. I’m not proud of it. Well, actually, I am a little proud of it — because it turned out to be one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. We met on a…

I remember the exact moment I realized the house was too quiet. I didn’t know it then, but I was about three weeks away from starting hiking at 47 — and everything that came with it. It wasn’t dramatic. Nobody was crying. There was no big sendoff or empty-nest breakdown moment that I could point…