Oh, yeah: and a great personality.
I kept on dreaming.
When I was in college, I met a first-year girl. She was bold, playful, mischievous, and full of laughter. She had a great personality.
Oh, yeah: and gorgeous long, curly brown hair, sparkling deep dark eyes, I started dreaming all over again.
Now at 44 years old, I no longer dream about her.
I get to dream with her.
Thank you, my beloved wife, for making my dream come true 19 years ago today. You are truly beautiful in so many ways, and more wonderful than I could have ever imagined.
I love you, my soul.
