I recently came into contact (after 43 years) with the love of my life (from my youth) on Facebook.

We caught up on a few things, generally speaking.

She asked me a LOT of questions about my life since we last knew each other and I complied truthfully.

BUT

When I asked her about specifics, she said she wasn't ready to discuss them yet, promising to do so at a later time. I know that a few things she's not ready to discuss yet pertain to me.

I could have pointed out that I have told her everything about my past and that these confessions are part of a two way street, but I didn't.

I know that she became quite ill, close to a nervous breakdown after her husband divorced her, so I'm not pushing anything.

Patience, which I was almost devoid of in my younger years, is now my ally.

All things come to those who are willing to wait.

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Yesterday was painful.

The weather brought me a powerful sinus headache that I didn't get over until the evening.

It was hard going through the paces, but once again I have endured.

Today I feel great.

Sometimes you just have to ride it out to get to the other side.

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I've decided to reward myself with a steak and potato dinner tonight.

Not for having done anything special.

I just miss being carnivorous once in a while.

Will my numbers hit tonight?


Let's hope!

I won the lottery! I married a movie star! My novel is being published!

Yeah, I'm not very good at April fool's jokes.

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Sometimes you just can't turn away.

Whenever I see someone in obvious pain, I can't turn my back or look the other way.

I have to do something, if I can, to help.

The kindness of strangers can pull someone through a rough or tragic time.

Be ready to give of yourself.

Why else are you here?

Surely not just for self satisfaction & procreation.

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When I got married, a marriage license in my state cost a whopping $5.00. Today I'm told it has doubled in price to $10.00.

A pretty good deal on the surface.

BUT -

Getting a divorce (YAY! I have one of those!) gets costlier the longer you remain hitched.

Mine not only cost me five figures in $$$, it also affected my credit rating, my insurance rates and my living situation.

Not the deal I signed up (and donated blood) for.

I'm not soured on marriage. I still maintain it's a fine institution if you can find the right match for the two of you.

My idea for going into a marriage is fairly simple:

Make it harder to get into, say 10% of your combined incomes to obtain a license and easier to get out of financially - the previously mentioned $10.00. All assets split right down the middle. Children going to whomever can best afford to keep them and no alimony.

That's it. Just my opinion.

As with everything else, I'm not holding my breath for government to listen to me.

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What is a small phobia you have?

Example:

It bothers me to watch someone ELSE brush their teeth. Spitting out the toothpaste makes me gag almost.

Backstory:

In my early 20s, a buddy of mine and I picked up a case of beer and drove to the drive in. When we still had those for outdoor movies.

We knew a couple of girls who worked there and were waiting for them to get off work.

The movies that night were gory ones - we got there at the tail end of the first movie, which was about zombies.

My buddy went up to the office to check on when the girls would be available, so I settled in, opened a beer and started watching the next movie.

The plot was fairly bare: Construction workers hassle little boy's older sister, so he injects rabies into a couple of pies and gives them to the workers. All Hell breaks loose with the workers.

Pretty boring, right?

Well, the guys are chasing the girl and her brother around (yeah, that plan didn't work the way he thought). They get into a car and lock the doors. One of the now rabid workers jumps on the hood and is screaming at the two inside the car.

And then it happened...

Just as I'm swallowing a drink of my beer, the guy on the hood opens his mouth and all of this foamy bile comes out of his mouth, running down his chin and dripping on the windshield.

I gagged and spewed beer out of the window of our car.

Since then, I can't watch anyone brush their teeth.

I know the cause and someday I'll have to make myself get over it.

But for now, I simply avoid seeing it.

There, that's one of mine.

What's yours?

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Flannel sheets -

Yay or Nay?

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I reconnected with the love of my life from 40 years ago on FB recently.

We have been sharing old memories of our time together.

Today the conversation got a bit intense, like about our breakup.

It took me 40 years, but I'm finally mature enough to handle talking about those events.

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