Wow. A Year.
I’m going to attempt this little story without adding the yucky details. Most of you know I’m in the middle of a divorce. I was married for over 20 years. With the same person for 25+. I moved out of my parents house and in with him. I’ve never lived with friends or balanced a check book. We “separated” but lived together for 2 years before he actually moved out. In that time I began dating, having been lonely for my entire marriage.
The week after he moved out I met a wonderful man. I knew from our very first phone conversation that he was special. We met for dinner the next night and that was it. We have been together ever since.
So, it’s kind of strange to have two anniversaries within a week of each other. One is kind of sad, but for the best. Still, it was the official “end” of life as I had come to know. The other is happy, totally for the best. And strangely, the “beginning” of a life I always wanted.
So, I just want to thank you Rob, for bringing me happiness and love and changing my life in every way. Happy Anniversary.
And double Happy Anniversary to me.