Telling family secrets isn't really wise....but who cares.
How did we meet? :) No one guessed...and if you thought it, you never said it..and..
at my age..his age...NO, it can't be!
uh huh...it's true.
My first husband of 43 years died at just 63 years old, of cancer of the lungs.
Four years later I met and married again.
When Frank, my second husband died at 78 from liver cancer..I returned home to Riverside. A couple of years later I met and married PH.
We don't tell people...and here I am blurting it to ...the world!
I didn't want to marry again, but after a year I began to realize I didn't really want to live the rest of my life alone..and that this time the window of opportunity was closing even faster than when I married Frank at 65. I registered with E Harmony but I knew my chances at 72 years old, were slim to none.
I was wrong. PH found me, wrote to me and we met at a coffee shop near our homes...For a week a call came daily asking me if I wanted to go here, or there..until finally I told him I had to get some washing done..that I had chores to do!
He was such a dear man~!
He would call and invite me to dinner saying he was going to cook for me.
I would drive up in my little Toyota truck and there he would be, standing in front of the big window watching for me.
By the time I got to the porch..the door would be open. A hot cup of tea would be sitting on the table.
We were married three months later.
We had lived and raised our families in the same town, just about five miles apart.
We shopped the same stores..went to the same post office. Our children are close in age.
We both married the first time in the 1950's. Me in 1954 and him in 1956.
We both have grown children. He has just two and two grandchildren.
Me? I have seven and 14 grandchildren and 7 great grandchildren.
His life changed!
I love him. He takes such good care of me and I of him. I love to do things for him..and he is the same way.
Sometimes I will muse out loud about something I need to get done..(and this is the truth) the next time I look, it's done.
At first it sort of rattled me, and I was afraid to mention anything that needed to be done.
I had to MAKE him sit and finish his paper or a program he may be watching..so I am learning not to mention ANYTHING that needs to be done until he takes a break from his reading..or...whatever.
If I do mention something, I preface it with "NOT NOW, but when you are finished reading the paper, can you please help me.......etc. etc. It works. (Most of the time)
All three of my husbands were the youngest of two boys and all three had brothers several years older. No sisters for any of them.
Just an interesting fact.
I could not have married more wonderful men.
Now...do you want to know how I met Pat and Frank? :)
No..no you don't. LOL