Omnia mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis
“All things change, and we change with them.”Please note that this blog spans a broad period of time. The intervening years have brought many things into my life, including divorce and remarriage. As such, some older posts reference a relationship which is no longer active. In context, however, the portrayal is accurate.
For many reasons, I have chosen to let entries such as this one remain in the overall continuity of the site.
And she said: “Do you even have a copy of the script?”
Maddening. I should’ve known then what I was in for.
The first kiss: One night in college, on the walkway at the northwest corner of the science building.
During the ceremony, I couldn’t speak. The words wouldn’t come. Too much emotion. She looked up at me, and I could go on. I remember that . . . but not much else of the day. Little episodes broken up by too much emotion.
Sorry honey. No tin or aluminum . . . no diamonds either (since when did “contemporary” mean “too expensive”?) but ten years is a long time.
A little something about a tenth anniversary, although not this one, not ours, not today.