Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mat/met/mitt/mot/mutt.” Choose one or use them all, any way you’d like in your post. Have fun!
Today is my old wedding anniversary. Not that it matters because I’m not married anymore. It still makes me sad though, I still grieve for a lost love.
I met him when I picked him up hitch-hiking. He was American. No, he’s not dead: he’s Canadian now. He had been down east hiking the Appalachian trail and was going back to Wisconsin. The shortest way was by crossing the border at Niagara Falls, hitch-hike across to Sarnia and cross back into the USA at Port Huron, Michigan. He was wearing shorts, a bandana head band and hiking boots. I hit the breaks on my Volkswagen van and the rest is history.
We had to make the commitment early in our relationship because it was hard to cross borders or wait for a fiancé visa. So we got married after only 8 months of holidaying together.
My mother wasn’t too happy about it.
We had 3 mutts during our marriage; Labrador Retriever crosses. . .
What a buzz-kill! I’m getting out of this post!
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You painted a picture with your words. I could almost hear your Volkswagen van screeching to a halt.
LOL! Thanks!