One Year

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It’s been one year since I’ve been with my love.  Nothing has changed in my feelings. I’m trying to remember that person that I was before, the one who could only ask so much.  My husband was a kind man in his way, but he never thought of how something might please me, or what I might like.

But my Far-Away-Boy does. He brought me a stove lighter when he arrived this time.  I know that sound like a silly thing to get romantic about, but he thought of me when we weren’t together, thought about what I might want or need, and brought it to me.  I’ve never had that before.

I’m waiting for that challenge that will come to us: an illness, a death, a birth, something tough for us to go through.  I’m more and more confident that we’ll make it, though, whatever it is.

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