I got so many email responses from my personal ad, 99% of which contained little more than a name and a length, if you catch my meaning. I’d specifically stated on my ad that I was looking for a husband, for “Mr Right,” and NOT “Mr Right Now,” but that didn’t seem to matter to most of the ones that responded. I was convinced they’d not even read my ad.
But he did. I could tell he’d read it because he responded almost point by point to all the things I’d listed. And I made no bones about being picky. I’d been divorced. I wasn’t willing to go through another awful marriage and divorce scenario. I had criteria, I tell you, and I wasn’t going to settle, either.
I figured the lovely love letters would stop once we talked on the phone, but they didn’t.
I figured they’d stop once we met face to face, but they didn’t.
I figured they’d stop once we got married, but they didn’t.
Today, on our 18th wedding anniversary, I got another love letter in my inbox.
Those myriad reasons just keep stacking up. 😀
Happy Anniversary, my Beloved!
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