I am a middle-aged woman, twice married, with five children. I love my husband very much and would not do anything to hurt him or jeopardize our relationship. There is, however, a confession I would like to make. I have kept in my heart a love that will be there until the day I die. It is for an old boyfriend of mine from high school. He is also married and has children. It just wasn't in the cards for us, but my feelings for him have never died. I don't think they ever will. We never knew what it was like to have a sexual relationship and probably never will. Sometimes, I wish that he knew how I felt, but maybe that's not the right thing. -Rita, 45