Sitting on top of the world, looking across the vast expanse of this earth and this universe, it is possible to feel the beauty and ultimate emptiness of our existence here on earth. Emptiness. It means without meaning, insignificant, without need or the hope of have a need met. Sitting on top of one of these mountains and looking beyond we know that we are a part of something far greater that the little worlds we call our own.

This short story is about the struggles a widower, like myself, encounters when a new relationship begins.