Tonight marked the 19th anniversary of my first date with now xW. How things change...
I sent her a short email acknowledging the date, saying that I was trying to be thankful for all the good and all the bad that has transpired since then.
No, I don't really expect a reply. The person I knew then and would eventually marry is now dead and gone -- it definitely feels that way. I just felt the need to acknowledge this event, as if to convince myself it wasn't just some vague dream or something...
I'm just a sentimental old fool after all, it would seem.
