This is totally unrelated to writing or my novel.
As of today, I've been married to the same fabulous woman for thirty-eight years, my sweet lady, Suzie. We met late in our senior year of high school. For various reasons we went to the same school for three years and never crossed paths. We actually met on a blind date. I proposed two months later, she accepted two months after that (guess she needed to be sure), and after a two year engagement we were married on a hot 104 degree day in an un-air conditioned church. Two kids, three grand kids and several homes later, we're still going strong.
We recently sold our home of thirty years and moved to a newer, smaller house closer to where we work, in the town where we've always wanted to live. I can walk to work when it's nice, and she doesn't have to drive home thirty miles in the middle of the night after a long shift at work. As the saying goes, we're happy as pigs in slop.
We've had our trials and tough times and stress, but she and I have always held tight together, and will continue to do so.
I cannot imagine life without her.
I love you, Babe.
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