If the man I married in 1969, was still alive it would be our 45 anniversary today. But he died months before our 25 anniversary. If he had lived I wouldn't have met the man I am with today. He cares for me and we have been together longer than anyone expected, 18 years, actually longer than I expected too but it is a give and take relationship. We may not be as happy together as we were when we met and weren't sure if this was what we wanted so we decided to spend a Christmas week together and I was going home January 2, well I didn't come home. The next February the Unity In Action minister did a partnership service for us. Our friends took us out for lunch after the service. I think our honeymoon was when his sister asked us if we would like to come to the Dominican Republic to bring in the New Millennium and also celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary. We said yes of course so we went and had a marvelous time at a resort where the family had the whole resort to themselves for a week then a French couple came and joined us for the New Millennium some time around midnight. We weren't sure of the time as we were on the beach with fireworks. We waited until we saw other fireworks down the beach.
It was also my first time on a motorcycle, it was rented, and Ken dumped me in the sand and water as it had rained the night before. Well he told me "Do not put your feet down no matter what, so I didn't and when he tried to skirt the puddle the back wheel skidded and down we went. Or I went down he just stepped off the bike and stood laughing at me. Until he realized I may have been hurt. We both got back on the bike and rode back to the resort. I think we all hoped that Y2K was going to happen but ofcourse it didn't so we had to come home on the 5th of January.
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