I have many amazing women in my life. They are my friends, my family, my support network, my community.

But my circle includes only a few amazing men. I don’t know why that is, but it’s a fact.

A couple of weeks ago I said goodbye to an amazing man I’ve known for about a year. We grew to care a lot for each other, despite our many differences. And, perhaps because of those differences, we changed the course of each other’s lives. I guess it was destiny.

In the inky darkness after midnight, it’s hard to decide which sounds sweeter: the tap dance of raindrops on maple leaves, or the whispering wind that rustles through them.

Pitter patter or shhhhhhhh?

And then the realisation: what is one without the other?

Who would choose a heart without a soul? Together they are the music of this wet and wonderful night.