I met him at a social function. He caught me before I fell off a cliff. Inebriated, I fell off the cliff of love. We were engaged two weeks later and at a distance of 3,500 miles we found a way to marry. That was thirty-six years ago. I’m still falling off the cliff of love.
Ann WJ White 
Lovely!
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I would, if you let me, like to hug you.
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A deal. I like hugs.
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Wonderful story!
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Wow! I’m out of words.
Congrats!
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36 years later, he’s still taking care of me near heights, loving who I am, supporting me when the MS hit. Most of all, I take care of him too.
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You’re blessed 🙂
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