We met in Rome.
Let me be more specific. We met in Rome this year. Last year we met in Venice. She always wanted to see Venice. By she, I mean my wife. Ex-wife? Former wife? Wife from a former life? It's hard to explain. Technically speaking, I'm dead. She's alive. We've just celebrated our Cancerversary. It's an awful word, I know. But when you find a loophole connecting eternity to "the world", you call it what it is and go with it. I think next year I'll take her to Iceland. We never got to see the Northern Lights.
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Donna Gerard
Every day the world starts anew. Reframe your troubles, take a look around you, and get busy being you.
Author of Who's Tougher Than Us? The Realities of Teaching. Check it out on Amazon or go to my website, donnagerard.com.
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