full circle in the hundred acre wood

11 p.m.  Sitting cozy in our bed, I am listening to a blues song through ear plugs. It’s called “I’m the Lovin’-est Man You Know.” Boy, that’s right on the money. that’s who I’ve been married to for the past 18 years. Buck told me a long time ago that I had better buckle up, because it was going to be a wild ride. Tomorrow we’ll celebrate our anniversary and start year number 19.

I want at least 18 more.

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