Because “what’s past is prologue”:
This is a photo of Ouma’s late husband, Harry. It was taken on her honeymoon in 1947.
Harry passed away in 1986. A few months ago, I asked her why she never tried dating after he passed away.
Me: … how come you never tried to find anyone after Oupa died?
Ouma: I had such a lot going on, then. I was 65. I had two sons to worry about.
Me: What about when you were 70? 80?
Ouma: It never seemed necessary.
Me: I mean… didn’t you ever want someone to hold you?
Ouma: No. What do I need someone to hold me for? I hold myself.