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    I’m 44, married and live in a sewerless small town on the central coast of California. I am an Inflammatory Breast Cancer survivor. My passions are reading, knowledge, shopping and photography – in varying order depending upon my mood. Though I’ve always wanted to be really good at something, I find that I’m just pretty good at most things. I live with my husband, Daddy-O, and our sons, Ben and Danny who are 10 and 5. Ben has ADHD and enough natural energy to power the Pacific Time Zone… and he’s not afraid to use it. Danny has Norries – a rare genetic disease causing him to be born blind. It’s a crazy, hectic life but I can’t complain any more than usual.
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3,287 Days = Just Yesterday

Last night was magical. Not magical by the standards I used to hold, where a man would woo me in some enchanting location with softly whispered words of passion and promise while my head swam from too much drink and sexy hormones. But magical in a much more realistic, we’ve been married for nine (!!!) years, have two kids and a heavy mortgage but I still think you’re hot, kind of way. Yesterday was our 9 year anniversary. That’s 606 days of marital bliss and another 2,681 days of marriage after we had kids. And I wouldn’t trade in a day.

Who would have guessed our wedding vows would turn out to be so prophetic… “for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health…” Had I only known I was charting a course I might have picked some different ones. Maybe some with out the down side.

My gift to Daddy-O was an obligation-free morning (no dropping off children at school and daycare) so he could have and early morning surf session with all his contractor buddies. And I arranged for the kids to stay the night with the sitter. Daddy-O’s gift to me was a meal prepared with his own two hands that I didn’t have to lift a finger nor a brain cell for. It was heavenly!!! There was spinach salad, t-bone steaks cooked to perfection, warm fresh baked bread, baked potatoes and steamed mixed veggies – all washed down with my favorite Cakebread Chardonnay. Mmmmmm. And there wasn’t a sippy cup or a raised voice to be found. He also pulled a little surprise out of his hat (figuratively speaking, thankfully) and had dropped by the lingerie store. It was a very nice night. Daddy-O’s all full of surprises.

I’m looking forward to the next nine. I wonder what other tricks he’s got up his sleeve?


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