On the occasion of our 18 year anniversary coming up on Monday, I'm reflecting on the competition, the women who almost beat me out for Bob's attention so long ago. To name a few of them: Ginger, Mary Ann, the Mandrell Sisters, Bobby Jo, Billy Jo, and Betty Jo. There's more.
Sorry, ladies, I won.
Quite honestly, I truly could not even begin to compete with the women who I was up against, so it was pure grace that got me where I am today. And pure love, mercy, and kindness that got both of us to 18 years. We're two people who got lucky together. Blessed beyond belief.
Also, on the occasion of our anniversary, I'm posting my senior reading, some excerpts from my forthcoming memoir (super, super forthcoming) about Bob's liver failure. It was a time when I felt competition from another strange source. (Heads up for the bizarre alert.)
I'm ever so grateful to Bob for his willingness to be the subject of my writing, and the object of my life. Not something that just any man could do. And mostly, I'm grateful to Bob and our shared circle of love, how I plan to dedicate the book (if it ever gets to that point).
With love, T
Terri, I doubt very much that any of these light-weights were ever any competition with you for Bob's interest, love, and commitment. Blessings and congratulations on 18 years and the many more to come.
ReplyDeleteDear Anonymous, Thank you for the kind comment, but Irlene was pretty tough competition! ;-)
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