Sorry, a little late here....

I met my first DH at school when we were both going for our teaching certificates. He was a computer aid/helper in the computer room in the science building where I would hang out. Soon we ended up talking, then going on hikes and eating ice cream and watching sunsets together. It was a great summer that year. We had been married four years and he died of espohageal cancer. NOT FUN.

Then another five years later, I took myself to berevemnet counseling to make sure I was ok. Then I ended up meeting my current DH there. His wife had just died and he was going through the course to keep himself together. He would bring chocolate muffins to the group session along with dougnuts for everyone else. I made him wait for his first year to be finished first before we became real serious. We have now been married for seven years. Where does the time go??

Red Rock