Waiting for the Right One Unlike the girlchild, the boychild didn’t stick with the horses as the years moved along. He didn’t have her natural way with them, nor did he have that ‘horse sense’ that keeps one from getting hurt. He spent many wonderful hours riding
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Today Thirty-four years ago today, I married someone, who is pretty well the most stubborn person ever, possibly with the exception of myself. Nope, I was right the first time. He’s definitely the most stubborn. Though I was determined to remain single, he tenaciously wore me down,
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