Published in the Rains County Leader on October 16, 2018:
If your idea of romance is roses and chocolates, then you wouldn’t call my husband David a romantic guy. It’s true that, when we were dating, he showed up unexpectedly with a bouquet of Tyler roses just because, and he bought me a beautiful diamond ring when he asked me to marry him, but flowers and jewelry aren’t on his typical shopping list. He’s a romantic at heart, though, and he has his own special ways of expressing his love and letting me know that he’s thinking of me. (more…)
Today I am the guest of Kayelle Allen on her amazing site called Romance Lives Forever. Click on the link below and read my post titled “How caregivers keep a marriage strong.”
Check out the Anniversary Edition!
Valentine’s Day has a church history dating back to the 5th century, but it became associated with romantic love during the middle ages. There are some people, especially husbands who usually end up in the doghouse for their lack of romance and people who spend the evening sharing a pint of Homemade Vanilla with their four-footed roommate, who are convinced that Valentine’s Day was birthed by Hallmark and Russell Stover to sell more cards and candy. However, my church found a way to celebrate the holiday that kept husbands out of the doghouse and gave singles a place to share in the festivities – and my husband David found a way to be one of the stars of the event. (more…)
On March 31, 2000, I became Mrs. David Brendle. A lot has happened since then–better and worse, rich and poor, sickness and health–but there has always been love.
My brother, Dr. Jim Robinson, performed the ceremony.
NYesterday was our 13th anniversary. I started to write a post about how our love story started, but I was having some computer issues and didn’t get it written. Then I realized that I wrote the story last year on his birthday, so here it is – my tribute to my husband David, the love of my life.
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I’ve been cruising the senior humor sites again, and here are a few stories I thought were worth repeating. There are links to previous editions of Senior Humor at the bottom of this post.
A pious man who had reached the age of 105 suddenly stopped going to synagogue. Alarmed by the old fellow’s absence after so many years of faithful attendance, the Rabbi went to see him. (more…)