… like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re going to get.
To summarize, for 5 months, I had Paul proposing to me with every other breath, but marriage was not a good idea. He had had a crush on me for 35 years and I was kind of a rebound relationship for him after a 15-year marriage.
On October 13, in the center of my favorite outdoor labyrinth under the pines in Evergreen and with a stream flowing on the other side, Wolf vowed to love me forever. After the fact, we both observed that our words to each other and the altered space we were in (yes, like that high we get from IAM), we observed that our words were tantamount to marriage.
It wouldn’t matter if I never saw him again, we’d feel each other wherever we are. Now *that’s* a marriage!
What I’ve noticed is that I’m really married to everyone. They just don’t know it yet. (Yes, kind of a Katie paraphrase.)
Fascinating, isn’t it?
Love,
Stacy
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