At 42, Anya finally dares to love again, only to be met with silence from the man who promised to be there. He vanishes without a word when she needs him the most, leaving her questioning if love is worth the risk after all.
I’ve built a life most would call complete. A successful career as an architect, good friends, and a steady rhythm to my days.
Yet, I’d often feel so lonely in my quiet apartment. My friends would tell me it was about time I found a partner, but I’d never agree.
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“Anya, when was the last time you went on a date?” my friend Lisa teased one day.
“Oh, I think my soulmate must be my drafting table at this point.” I laughed it off, but deep down, her words struck a nerve.
She rolled her eyes. “Come on, seriously. Don’t you miss having someone around?”
I forced a half-smile. “I don’t think it’s in the cards for me. Too much history, too much… complication.”
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I was 25 the last time I was in love.
My high school sweetheart, Stephan, and I had dreams as big as the sky. But life happened. My mom passed away, and grief consumed me.
I still remember Stephan’s last words before he left.
“Anya, I can’t do this anymore,” he’d said in a cold voice. “You’ve changed. You’re just too sad, and I need someone who’s happy. I need someone who’s there for me. Not someone who just spends her entire day crying!”
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I couldn’t believe it. Instead of staying with me during the worst time of my life, Stephan chose to walk away.
I didn’t even ask him to stay back. I cried like a baby the night he left me.
However, I soon picked up the broken pieces of my heart and tried to distract my mind by focusing on my work.
As years passed, I told myself I didn’t need a man to be happy. I had a thriving career and became the strong, independent woman I’d dreamed of.
But deep down, I’d feel the ache for something more whenever I’d see couples on the street.
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Lately, though, it wasn’t just the loneliness bothering me. I’d feel worn down and fatigued and would often get headaches and spells of dizziness.
Lisa and some others nudged me to see a doctor, but I brushed it off as stress from work. After all, a few aches were nothing compared to what I’d been through, right?
A few weeks after Lisa’s pep talk, I found myself at a neighborhood charity event. It was one of those pop-up art galleries that featured local artists.
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I was standing in front of a watercolor painting of a misty mountain when a deep, cheerful voice spoke beside me.
“Not bad, right? Although the brushwork here is, uh, interesting.”
I looked over, meeting the eyes of a man with a mischievous grin and an infectious energy that caught me off guard.
“I’d say unique,” I replied, raising an eyebrow. “I take it you’re an art critic in disguise?”
“History professor, actually,” he laughed. “Liam’s the name. And you?”
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“Anya,” I said, trying not to smile too much. But something about him drew me in. I guess it was his intelligence.
As we talked, his sense of humor and insight made me feel instantly comfortable. I learned he was a history professor, just 35, but surprisingly mature for his age.
Unlike other men I’d known, he didn’t rush to impress or make advances.
He seemed genuinely interested in art, and in me, without any hidden agenda. There was something refreshingly steady about him.
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I told myself he was just a nice guy I’d chat with once and then forget. But that turned out to be wishful thinking.
Over the next few weeks, we kept running into each other at different places. We even started meeting up on purpose.
I found myself looking forward to seeing him in a way I hadn’t felt in years.
One evening at the diner, we were talking over coffee when I asked him about his family.
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“They, uh, they’re a bit different,” he told me. “And I don’t see them often.”
He didn’t elaborate, and quickly changed the topic. He rarely mentioned them after that.
It was strange, but I didn’t push. I understood the need to keep some things close to the chest.
Soon, our friendship blossomed into something deeper, something I hadn’t let myself feel in years. Every time I’d catch myself replaying our conversations in my head, I knew it was more than just companionship.
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Liam and I were together now. He was my boyfriend, though saying it out loud still felt surreal.
One afternoon, we met up for lunch at a small diner. In the background, the TV was showing a weather report.
Suddenly, I noticed Liam’s attention snap to the screen as the reporter announced, “Cosolia is expected to have a bout of bad weather. Prepare your umbrellas, folks, because this isolated town is sure to become even more closed off with the upcoming rain…”
Liam’s focus sharpened at the mention of the small town.
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Meanwhile, I’d never heard of the place before.
“You know the place?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah, uh, I’ve been there a few times,” he said. “I didn’t know they were going to have rain right now. Anyway, what are we having for lunch?”
He quickly changed the topic, but it didn’t bother me. I thought it was just the historian in him who was fascinated with odd places.
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After a wonderful evening with Liam, I found myself feeling unusually dizzy and faint. This was different. It was worse than the usual fatigue I’d brushed off as work stress.
My head felt heavy, and for a moment, my vision blurred. That was the day I finally decided it was time to see a doctor.
Sitting in the sterile waiting room, I kept telling myself it was nothing serious.
Just stress, just work, I thought. You’re gonna be okay.
But the doctor’s expression told me otherwise.
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He explained that the tests showed I had Multiple Sclerosis. The words didn’t sink in right away.
“It’s probably just stress, right?” I laughed weakly.
The doctor told me to calm down before he explained more.
He said words like “tests,” “rare”, and “serious,” but I have no idea what he told me. I could only feel my heart pound against my chest as I looked at him.
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At that point, I thought of Liam. He was the one person who’d brought light back into my life. Maybe he’d know what to say to make this all feel less terrifying.
As I left the doctor’s office, I felt tears stream down my cheeks. I quickly sat inside my car and typed out a message to Liam.
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Liam, I need to tell you something. I was at the doctor’s today… they diagnosed me with Multiple Sclerosis. I’m so scared. I don’t even know where to start dealing with this. I thought I’d be okay, but I’m not. I could really use your support right now, babe. Please meet me.
I hit send, praying he’d respond quickly.
Hours passed, though, and my phone stayed silent. By the time night turned to dawn, I was nearly sick with worry.
Maybe he doesn’t want to deal with this, I thought.
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Day one turned into day two, then day three, and still, there was no word.
He’s gone silent. Maybe he’s busy, but it’s been days. What if… what if he doesn’t want to deal with this? The thought hit me again, hard. I was alone again.
Memories of Stephan flooded back and his cold words echoed in my mind. “You’re just too sad, and I need someone who’s happy.”
Was I about to lose Liam the same way?
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Desperation took over, and I combed through his social media, looking for any sign of life. I called him repeatedly, but it went to voicemail. I even went to his apartment, but his neighbor told me he’d left suddenly.
“Why would he just leave without a word? Did my illness scare him that much?” I whispered to myself.
The pain of abandonment was too familiar. I was convinced Liam had chosen to walk away, just when I needed him the most.
On the fourth day, just as I was starting to accept that Liam had disappeared, my phone finally rang. His name lit up the screen.
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“Anya, I’m so sorry. I had to leave in such a rush,” he started, his voice sounding strained and exhausted. “My grandmother… she lives in Cosolia. She got really sick, and I just—”
Cosolia. That small town on the weather report, the one that had captured his attention at the diner. It all clicked, but the anger I’d felt these past days pushed through.
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“Do you have any idea what that did to me, Liam?” I interrupted. “You just vanished. I thought… I thought you were gone. Like everyone else.”
There was a pause, and his voice softened when he spoke again.
“I know, Anya. And I hate that I put you through that. I wanted to reach out, but everything went wrong. The storm knocked out all the power, the roads flooded… I couldn’t get to you.” His words poured out in a rush. “I couldn’t even find a working phone. The whole area was cut off.”
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Was he telling the truth? I wondered, feeling a flicker of doubt. Why hadn’t he ever mentioned this grandmother before? Or even that she lived in Cosolia? And what about all those times I’d asked about his family… why had he dodged my questions? Was he hiding more? My mind raced with questions, one after another. Should I trust him?
“Anya? Are you there?” His voice broke into my thoughts, pulling me back.
I took a breath. “Why didn’t you ever tell me about your family, Liam? Every time I asked, you brushed it off.”
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“Because…” he sighed. “I was ashamed. My family doesn’t have much. They live in a small town, and I thought you’d see me differently if you knew. My life’s messy, Anya. I didn’t want you to see that part of me.”
I stayed quiet for a moment, letting his words sink in. The sincerity in his words felt real.
“Liam,” I said softly, “I’m not the kind of person who judges someone for where they come from or how much they have. I care about you for who you are.”
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“Thank you, Anya,” he said before taking a deep breath. “That… means everything to me. I’ll be back by tomorrow. And I’ll be here for you, for whatever you need.”
When Liam returned the next day, he came straight to my place. We sat on the couch and talked about everything. About my diagnosis, his family, and our fears.
And for the first time, I let down my walls completely.
“I don’t want to be a burden, Liam,” I said quietly, tears brimming. “You didn’t sign up for this…”
He took my hand and looked straight into my eyes.
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“Anya, life isn’t about ‘signing up’ for things. It throws us surprises. Good and bad. And I’m not going anywhere.” He squeezed my hand gently. “You don’t have to do this alone. I’ll be here with you, for as long as you need me.”
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I looked at him.
“I’m so sorry for putting you through this, Liam,” I managed to say between sobs. “I…”
He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. It was exactly the kind of hug I needed at that moment.
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A few days later, Liam drove me to my next doctor’s appointment. He opened the door for me and held my hand as we entered the office.
For the first time in years, I had someone standing by my side during one of the lowest points of my life. Someone who wouldn’t leave if I cried too much. Someone who was ready to accept both the good and the messy sides of me.
I don’t know what I did to deserve a person like Liam. He’s the best thing that has ever happened to me.
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Trace Adkins Reflects on Toby Keith’s Patriotic Legacy, Delivering an Emotional Rendition of ‘American Soldier’
Adkins said, quoting Keith, “Never apologize for being patriotic,” from the platform.
On July 29, 2024, in Nashville, Tennessee, Trace Adkins takes the stage at Bridgestone Arena. Image courtesy of Tibrina Hobson/Getty Images for Universal Music Group
In the two-hour NBC program Toby Keith: American Icon, Trace Adkins paid a moving homage to Toby Keith, recalling their many years of traveling together and the significant influence Keith had via his patriotism.
Adkins was one of the few artists that really know Toby Keith and the man behind the scenes, having been friends with Keith for many years and going on tours with. Adkins paused to remember the poignant message that Keith conveyed at the conclusion of each of his live performances before giving an incredibly emotional and beautiful rendition of “American Solider” in honor of Keith and his dedication to the military.
“I’ve known Toby for a very long time, and we did a lot of gigs together while on multiple tours together. I seem to recall that at the end of each performance he gave, he would always say, “Never apologize for being patriotic.” Every night, he said that, Adkins noted. And since, my God, he really did believe that, I realized while he was saying it that it was both a challenge to the rest of us and a window into Toby Keith’s personality.
Keith lived what he preached, and Adkins praised him for it. Keith had undertaken 11 USO Tours, performing in front of 256,000 soldiers and military families in 18 nations at over 285 engagements.
“He had a deep-rooted love and respect for the men and women who have served this country.” It was real, authentic, and meaningful. With a rich, baritone voice, he remarked, “I always respected him so much for that.” “Toby is someone I could talk about all night, but for now I’ll just say that I’m glad I got to know him and call him a friend. We miss you, Toby. Thank you.
Trace Adkins performed “American Solider” in a terrifying manner a short while later. On the screen behind him, pictures of Toby Keith and his numerous USO Tours displayed during his performance. Toby Keith: American Icon gave a truly remarkable performance, and it was undoubtedly an emotional time.
Written by Keith and Chuck Cannon, “American Solider” was published in November 2003. It can be found on the album Hi Shock’n Y’all and has an RIAA Platinum certification.
Among the many famous country musicians that gave their all to pay tribute to the late Toby Keith was Trace Adkins. Priscilla Block, Luke Bryan, Eric Church, Jordan Davis, Scotty Emerick, Brett Favre, Brantley Gilbert, Riley Green, HARDY, Tyler Hubbard, Jamey Johnson, Krystal Keith, Ella Langley, Mac McAnally, Ashley McBryde, Parker McCollum, Leanne Morgan, Darius Rucker, Carrie Underwood, Clay Walker, and Lainey Wilson were among the performers and special guests on the two-hour special.
The special featured a variety of musical performances that showcased Keith’s amazing songwriting and music, but it also emphasized his kindness and generosity by supporting The Toby Keith Foundation’s OK Kids Korral and Monroe Carell Jr. Children’s Hospital at Vanderbilt. Families from both groups seemed to tell the stories of how they were helped and supported when things were really hard.
NBC broadcast Toby Keith: American Icon on Wednesday, August 28 at 9 p.m. ET/PT. The next day, Peacock will offer the episode for streaming.
On February 5, 2024, the legendary country music performer Toby Keith departed from this life due to stomach cancer. He had an astounding 32 No. 1 hits over his career and sold an astounding 40 million albums.
Given that he has achieved a chart-topping hit for 20 years running, including “How Do You Like Me Now?!,” “Courtesy of the Red, White, & Blue (The Angry American),” “I Love This Bar,” “Beer For My Horses,” and “As Good As I Once Was,” it should come as no surprise that he is considered one of country music’s biggest hitmakers.
In addition to being inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame (after being admitted into the all-genre Songwriters Hall of Fame in 2015), he has been awarded the National Medal of Arts and the prestigious Merle Haggard Spirit Award by the Academy of Country Music.
The Oklahoma native won three BMI Country Songwriter of the Year awards over his career in addition to the BMI Icon Award. In 2006, his popular song “As Good As I Once Was” won BMI’s Country Song of the Year.
To date, Toby Keith’s music has received 100 million terrestrial radio spins and over 10 billion streaming.
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