Gratitude, Uncategorized

Good bones

I love this picture. It’s a photo of my youngest son and my husband, around eleven years ago.

One of the first things that comes to mind is my husband’s ability to sleep on demand. I’m not a napper. So I’m a little jealous.

Another thing that comes to mind is my mom. If it weren’t for her, I’d never have met this man at all.

I had just joined a dating site on a whim, and she happened to be walking by my computer. Don’s photo was on the screen,  and she pointed to it and said,

“I like that one. He’s got good bones.”

Like a horse at the fair! Or a lobster in a tank!  Oh man, that still makes me laugh.

So we met for coffee.

Thanks, mom.