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oops....didn't mean to end that: Live and learn. Back to my twisted thoughts, when Live and I first met I don't think we liked each other very much. She appeared to be a spoiled little rich girl and I appeared to be nothing more than just another drunk standing in a bar. Truth is I only went to the bar because I was bored and usually nursed only one beer all night. After a period of time, she asked me if I would drive her around to see the sights of Florida and since she was picking up the tab how could I refuse? We really didn't get along very well at first. She was bossy. And I had alot of patience. After all, I was living the high life for awhile. It wasn't until her job ended in my hometown and she took off to Argentina that I started to realize that I was falling in love with her. And through her emails, appeared that she was falling in love with me. Her sister paid for me to go to Argentina to be with Live for a couple of months. We had a glorious time. We fell deeply in love. I never believed that would happen to me after so many failures of romances and marriages and failures with the opposite sex. I thought about all the times that I contemplated suicide and the only reason I didn't, I had hope for tomorrow. I was curious...WHAT would tomorrow bring? So, after alot of lonely years I found my soulmate. Sometimes you have to walk through a river of mud to get to dry ground on the other side. I believe, looking back in retrospect, that a person must just hang in there, see it through, for none of us know what tomorrow will bring. the hubby Popeye
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