Twenty Eight Years


Today it really is our wedding anniversary.  We celebrated it early with lunch a week ago as it was obvious chemo was going to trump celebration today.  And it really has.  But quite frankly, even the grimmest of anniversaries is better spent with the Captain.  He is my kind of wonderful.  He colours my black and white days.  He makes me laugh when all I feel like doing is crying.  And me?  I am his trophy wife.  He told me so.  And who am I to argue?



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