Wow! What a life story for both of you. Challenges galore held together with the glue of love. My second and I met in February 2004 at a church neither of us attended — and, in fact, we are not church-goers. We both enjoyed a program at the church we didn’t attend so we continued going for a few weeks. Just small talk. He actually lived 800 miles away and was visiting his daughter in my city. He returned home and I stopped attending the program in the church because the congregation was too ultra-conservative. Three months later I return to the church with my daughter for an event that interested us and guess who walks in the door? He came back, not to visit his daughter, but to find me! Back at home, he couldn’t stop thinking about me. Two months later we were living together. Almost 12 1/2 years have passed and we still adore each other. Love later in life has a depth that younger love lacks. Perhaps knowing the lifetime ahead is shorter makes later love fuller, thicker, and deeper. Or, perhaps we are just smarter than our younger selves. No matter the reason, later love is extraordinary! Wishing the best for you, Normal Earthling!

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