Like I said, my bride (of 30 years) and I were on-again, off-again during high school, and mostly off-again thereafter. It was nearly two years before we started dating again, through a miscommunicated message from a friend. She was actually seeing someone when I called, so we caught up on each other's lives and wished one another good luck. It was a spring evening a few weeks later, when she'd broken up with whomever she was seeing, that we first saw each other again. On this day after our anniversary, I'm tempted to dwell dreamily on the way we just looked into one another's eyes that first evening.
But this post is supposed to be more about the way dad seemed glad to see me back in his daughter's life again, how he encouraged our relationship. Before the year was over we were married, and dad continually supported us, even through things that I don't know how I'd have handled had I been in his shoes.
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