| Friday, June 18, 2004 |
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It's the thought that counts.
When Ray (my husband for those of you who don't know) left this morning we said our usual goodbyes and he gave me a kiss and left. After seventeen--oh my gosh, eighteen in a few days--years of marriage, this is the way it is.
A few minutes later, he walked back in the door. "What did you forget?"
"Nothing," he said, and walked straight toward me and gave me another kiss.
Ah, how sweet, I thought.
Then he turned to walk back out the door, and on the way he grabbed his keys off the table and said, "I might as well take my keys since I came back in." And off to work he went.
I shook my head and laughed, after seventeen years of marriage, he still makes me laugh everyday.
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posted by Kelly @ 6/18/2004 06:53:00 AM   |
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