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13: There’s Always Pie

There’s Always Pie Home cooking:where many a man thinks his wife is. ~Author Unknown I married a man whose mother loved to bake. Naturally, he assumed I would be just like her. I wasn’t. My mother served Jell-O, store-bought pies, or fruit for dessert. I took after her in the extreme. When it was time for dessert, I would get a can of fruit cocktail out of the fridge and say, “Have at it!” For some reason, that didn’t go over too well with my new husband. After our honeymoon, we settled in a nice apartment with everything any housewife would need. Unopened gifts were our first order of business and they filled me with trepidation. Pots, pans, dishes and cookbooks reminded me of one thing I had failed to mention to my dear husband. I didn’t know how to cook. Unfortunately, that did not stop me from trying. One day, while making spaghetti, Jim walked into the kitchen and caught me throwing wet noodles at the wall. “What are you doing?” he asked as I peeled the noodles away from the wall. “I’m checking to see if they’re done.” Something akin to revulsion played itself over Jim’s face. “Do you do that with all the food?” “Of course not! Everyone knows you throw spaghetti at the wall to... (more)
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14: The Nine O’clock Rule

The Nine O’clock Rule Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. ~Jean Anouilh The toughest part about being married was finding time to be married. “Lonny,” I said. “We haven’t had a date in one hundred years.” “I know,” my husband said, even though we’d been married for only twenty. “We’re way overdue.” Lonny and I were in love. Deeply. Completely. Our marriage was time-tested. We’d walked through the fire and had emerged refined. But even the healthy need nourishment, and our marriage was getting the short end of the stick. “Let’s go out Friday night,” he said. “Basketball game at the junior high,” I said. “Saturday?” “Cub Scout dinner.” Such was life. We were blessed with five amazing sons. Lonny and I tried, nonetheless, to keep our marriage on the forefront. Marriage first. Kiddos next. It sounded good in theory. Just didn’t pan out that way in time. “Well why don’t we reserve a table, for two, in the year 2020?” I said, with a laugh. “Sold,” he said. But the smile on his face made me not want to wait. Lonny must’ve felt the same. He approached me a few days later, while I piled never-ending clothes... (more)
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15: Virginia Beach Is the Limit

Virginia Beach Is the Limit A fellow who does things that count, doesn’t usually stop to count them. ~Albert Einstein When I think about what makes me fall in love over and over again with my husband of twenty years, I know it’s not the flowers he sometimes brings home for me. It’s not the chocolates or cologne he surprises me with when he returns from a business trip. It’s not the bracelets, necklaces or earrings he gives me on special occasions. Don’t get me wrong — I love all that stuff. But guys should be let in on Peter’s little secret — the way to your special lady’s heart is through her kids. Coming from a childhood where I saw my own father once a month, I know the priceless value of a hands-on dad. If the kids are happy, I’m happy. I’ll never forget the beautiful scene in front of me one afternoon when I opened my little girl’s bedroom door to find her daddy sitting on the floor beside her, the two of them happily playing Barbies together — something she could not force her own mother or any one of her three brothers to do. I don’t at all mind cleaning the kitchen by myself if Peter takes our three boys to the basement to play a rough game of roller hockey at the same time. They’... (more)
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16: The True Gift of Love

The True Gift of Love What is bought is cheaper than a gift. ~Portuguese Proverb I never imagined that I would find love again, especially with three children in tow and dating virtually out of the question. But while visiting my uncle on his farm I was invited to join him along with about a dozen of his neighbors for an afternoon of horseback riding, and there I met the love of my life. Ours was an unlikely union. He had never been married and had never been around children. I was divorced with three. Everyone thought he was crazy, including me, when after a just few short months of seeing each other he asked me to marry him. I remember asking, “Why would you want to do that? I have little or nothing to offer besides three small children and a lot of baggage.” Once upon a time I had had hopes of that storybook marriage to my knight in shining armor but now I felt totally disillusioned by marriage and had issues with trust and abandonment to say the least. But his simple answer bowled me over and sealed the deal. “You need me,” he said quietly. I certainly couldn’t argue with that. I knew he had no idea what he was getting himself into, but for whatever reason he took it on, and through good and bad, we just kept plugging away at it as the years... (more)