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Back in the day, I was a budding writer. I was part of the inaugural group of the “Colorado Voices” in the Denver Post.
In August of 2001, on our anniversary as a matter of fact, my piece was published.
I’d meant it as a tribute to my husband, and it means even more to me today.
So, if you’ll indulge me, I’d like to share it with you now with an update.
All the Little Things That Define Marriage
A pat on the backside. A quick hug in the hallway.
The Morse codes of romance that you learn after you’ve survived the ritual mating dance.
Once you’ve spent the requisite time waiting for the other shoe to drop and then figuring out that it’s never going to, you settle into a comfort zone with your mate. Sure, the initial wild excitement and the giddy romance are nice, but they…
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