40 years...has it really been that long?
Sunday, June 28, 2020
“Miracles are impossible things that happen anyway.”*
*(This is the anonymous schmaltzy saying that was on a card I sent the man who would become my husband soon after we met. He still has it.)
In a logical and ordered universe, we never would have met. But we did. I thank the universe every single day for this kind, strong, generous, loving man – and for the random June night in 1979, while I was spending a few days on the California coast with my best friend, that brought him into my life. We remember that day as the Real Anniversary.
On our honeymoon, June 1980:
Two days ago, our first dining-out since January: