Of Birthdays, Anniversaries, And Such


We were both kids back then.
Well, maybe not exactly kids.
But 33 years together, if you start counting from the day we first met back in July 1984 – that day when I finally, anxiously, summoned up the courage to mutter to this exotic creature* the words “sit here” – have cumulatively changed, re-oriented, and matured us.
And, yes, I simply refuse to say that the years have aged us, even if that is the more precise word.
Our relationship over the years, depending upon the point in time at which you stop to view the snapshot, has as much fused us together as it has con-fused us separately


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