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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

June 28

One of the weirdest, quirkiest aspects of my life is my relationship with Drew.

I mean, how many people do you know who go through a horrible divorce, only to rekindle their romance years later? 

But then, we  broke up twice before we eventually got engaged and married.

But then, Liz Taylor married Richard Burton twice, didn't she?

But then, Natalie Wood married Robert  Wagner ...well, that one didn't work out so well...

The weird thoughts are coming at me today.

We got married on June 28.

June 28, 1987, to be precise.  29 years ago.

The life I'm living right now is not exactly what I imagined for myself 29 years ago. 

So, do I acknowledge the anniversary of a failed marriage? 

Of a marriage that produced two wonderful children?

Of an event that happened with the man I'm with now, an event of our shared past?

It's a weird day in my very weird life.


bookworm said...

I know someone who divorced her husband (they had three kids together) then, a couple of years later, she remarried him because a friend basically talked her into it - her religion was against divorce, etc etc. I lost track of her about a year after that and I do wonder sometimes, what ended up happening to her. Alana

peppylady (Dora) said...

Stop in by the way of bookworm....Congratulation on 29 years. Hubby and I will be married 33 years 2nd of July.
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