Thanks! He IS my Dream Come True. He’s the ‘boy’ version of me! It took me 50 YEARS to find him, so I appreciate EVERY day I have with him. :)
I’m trying to find ways to use my amassed ‘knowledge’ to help others. It’s got to involve growing food, being self-sufficient, learning how to do things, ‘by hand,’ etc.
There are SO many books out there that I don’t really want to write a book. Maybe a TV show? Cable access? LOL!
I married my dream hubby here at over 50 too. We are both quite thankful as we had some of those really bad marriage experiences before. So when I talk about all our kids and grandkids it’s a blend but the kids all fit like they were born together and the younger grandchildren aren’t cognizant that there isn’t a blood relation. Actually, of 21 grandchildren 7 have been born since we married, and 3 were born during the dating period, 2 weren’t even walking when we met and started dating so those kids just think we’re the grandparents because our exes aren’t in the picture.
The weird point on my end is that we realized even before we married that I have married the male version of my lifelong closest gal friend. When they first met sparks flew as often happens with people who are a great deal alike. It took about a year before they finally also became good friends. It was pretty dang weird seeing the same personality, one very male and the other very female. But, the personality suited me in a female running buddy for 40 some years till I met hubby. Now it makes a good husband friend. No gender bending just that much alike.
Five years ago my girlfriend was diagnosed with brain cancer. The same thing they say John McCain has but she only lasted 5 months. Two of her children were active duty Marines and the third was in rehab following a near fatal collision. Hubby took the bull by the horns and moved my friend into our house, by then they were good friends too. We took care of her until about 10 days before she passed when we all knew it was time for her kids to call in hospice, take military leave and be there. In my private thoughts I sometimes wonder if God didn’t give me *this* precious husband to help fill the space.