Was it just good luck? There she was “across a crowded room” as the romantic story always goes. She was absolutely aglow with the fun she was having with her friends. Our eyes met, and we smiled simultaneously. Minutes later I turned, and she was sitting next to me. A year later, we were married by a priest. It was a secret ceremony with witnesses at an Episcopal Church in the middle of the night. Sound easy? It was. And, it’s been easy for decades now. But in the earlier part of my twenties, I was quite embittered, and kicking sweeties to the curb at lightening fast intervals. So what changed? I certainly didn’t suddenly sprout new and improved relationship skills. But now, I did have a growing belief that there could possibly be “Someone” for me. Also, I had figured out it was necessary to be my unabashed honest self, and that within me there actually beat a heart (!) capable of leading the way. She was right there too. We were both ready. It was a good start, but why is it that the decades have been piling up? Maybe it’s because we not only love each other deeply, but we found “True Like”. Apparently, there’s a lot to be said for natural compatibility. You could count the fights we’ve had on one hand. So when people ask how we’ve lived so happily together for so many years, I just say, “It’s because we both like the toilet paper rolling in the same direction”. Wishing you love….
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