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Twenty-Five Reasons

Today is my 25th wedding anniversary. That is no small accomplishment for either of us. We are incredibly lucky that we found each other, because there is a very good likelihood that no one else would have been able to stand us. But 25 yearrs ago, we said “I do.”  And we do. Stand each …

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What I Learned About Marriage From My Parents

When my Dad died 6 years ago, my parents had been married 64 years. This week marks their 70th wedding anniversary. And we will celebrate – because they are certainly still married. In my mother’s heart and in our memories. I learned a lot about marriage from the example they set. I’m not saying I …

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My Husband Secures His Spot In Heaven

Today is my wedding anniversary. Twenty-two years ago – (to the disbelief of my family who had given up all hope) – and to my own surprise as well – I walked down the aisle of a pretty church and married a sweet crazy person. And I am still surprised (and happy and thankful and …

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I Love Him. I Love Him Not.

Recently on a friend’s blog, I commented about romance. To those people still hoping to find everlasting love I gave this advice: “Don’t expect perfection. After many years of marriage, I still love my husband very much – but NOT EVERY MINUTE.” Friday was our twenty-first wedding anniversary. And even on that special, happy day, …

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Let Me Count The Ways

Today, on my twentieth wedding anniversary, I am re-posting this tribute to my sweet husband (originally posted on Sept 11): ******* I laugh at my husband – a lot. This is because I find human behavior very funny, and I get to observe his behavior more than most other humans. Except myself of course. I …

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Just My Imagination

Every once in a while I wish I could think like a man. Because I’d really like to know what the heck my husband could possibly be thinking.  So I decided to give it a try.  Here’s an incident from a few years ago, told from what may be my husband’s point of view. I’ve …

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