We spoke at great length about her family and their lives together. It struck me how some folks are able turn sixty-five years of marriage into something beyond complacency. Their love for each other was blindingly immense.
Sometimes things don’t work out as well for folks and I believe it can take away a small piece of everyone involved. Often there isn’t anyone to blame or any fault to levy -- yet simply a vast and open space of grief to reckon.
I suspect that those in opposition are less vile than some like to pretend and those in accord are often not as grand as we imagine –imperfect and beautiful humans as we all are.
As I grow older, I hope to love Laurie even more, and to be with her just like the man I met yesterday.