Daily Archives: November 3, 2018

November 3

Prince Charming believed there is no such thing as coincidence . . . .

Today is the 43rd anniversary of Prince Charming asking me out for our first date.  Yea, I know.  Useless stuff stuck in my brain I have no idea what to do with.

And keeping in the “American Top 40 rips my heart out” theme . . . I just listened to a long distance dedication from a guy that married his high school sweetheart and she passed away early in their marriage . . . and asked for this song to be played . . . because they were teenagers in love . . .

Yea . . . even though we weren’t teenagers when he died, that’s how we acted most of the time . . . we were middle-aged teenagers in love . . .

I have a feeling he meant for me to hear this today . . .

This grief shit never gets easier . . .

 

 

 

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