When I got married at 24, I assumed it would be my only marriage. Don’t most people believe that about themselves?
I came across this photo in an old album tonight and it felt as though it was from another lifetime. But that’s me up there next to the lovely woman in the white dress. That’s my best man, Larry, to my right. That’s her best friend, Monique, on her left. That’s Rev. Leroy Anthony officiating. That’s his wife, Martha, at the organ on the right. That’s my father and his second wife on the right side of the second pew.
And that’s the woman who I married back then. In the interest of her privacy, I’m not going to be much more specific or show her face. There’s nothing to hide, but I just see no reason to drag her face into my musings tonight.
We’re neither friends nor enemies, just strangers who share the past
‘This path leads to somewhere I think I can finally say, I’m home’
When love finally dies, it’s like a fever breaks and the pain is gone
Grief keeps reopening the door my loving mother walked out of
After 50 years of lonely pursuit and disappointment, boy finally gets girl
In winner-take-all systems, swing voters matter only at election time
Trusting Obama to create jobs is like trusting an arsonist to put out fires
The Fourth Amendment? Hmmmm. No, we’ve never heard of that one
FRIDAY FUNNIES