A coincidence – my ex-spouse’s 76th birthday – how did I meet him – interesting.
Many mornings when I walked the distance house to high school he bypassed me
in his fancy convertible.
I knew he had a girlfriend – after all there she was sitting close to him.
When he started to venture into my turf I ran for cover – jumped over hedges to
I later learned the soda fountain clerk at the local pharmacy (an after school
hangout for myself and besties to indulge in flavored sodas and snacks)
was actually ‘his’ best friend.
My teen-age friends warned me not to bother with him.
I didn’t listen to them.
Usually the norm for parents to disapprove of dating choices – not besties.
Near three years later I married him and spent thirty-two years together,
thirty-five years according to our divorce decree.
Hindsight is 20/20 and not one person can predict the future.
As I like to keep my personal life ‘private’ I wish not to further comment.