Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Twenty-eight years . . .

Twenty-eight years ago on this very day I married my Knight in Shining Armor. Some girls want to marry a prince ... I needed a man with a weapon and a very fast horse. He literally swept me away from an oppressive life, opened the door and set me free...to be a dreamer, floating through life...never once has he tried to make my feet touch the ground. Orchids are traditional for a 28th anniversary, but I think I need silver polish instead. Must keep that armor shining.

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