I'm getting remarried in about a month, April 29th, to be exact.
At 3:00 in the afternoon, in my little Presbyterian church, two much-revered pastors emeriti, will join a wonderful man and me in holy matrimony.
Having been married since I was twenty, and the second, "real" time for over 31 ½ years, I had not ever thought of true love happening a third time.
My oldest son says I've "managed a hat trick," whatever that is, as they sometimes do in hockey. Ha. Ha. He's a riot.