Her BFF is married to my fishing buddy. They conspired to get us together more than 20 years ago. We both had bad marriages behind us and in our mid-forties we knew the dedication it took to make a relationship last. She worked every bit as hard as I did,raised two kids on her own and always made any place we ever lived into a home. She laughs at my stupid jokes,is always supportive in whatever I do and never complains. She’s not young,thin or a ravishing beauty to some,but to me she’s everything.
It was always a dead giveaway at granny’s house…if she called you by your full name,give your soul to God…quickly. Your backside was about to become her property.