I fade back for the passing of the bouquet like my favorite Viking Fran Tarkenton, while Mona wonders why she just married such an eccentric! (Actually, she laughed, which is why I love her so much!)

The way you wept when you met brother John;

You, touched so by his woeful reverie,

I saw so deeply into your soul anon,

A sensitive spirit of empathy.

How I could not love you was the thought.

I found at last someone who understood

The pain and suffering my family’s fought;

someone to not flinch peering under the hood;

A lover so always open with feeling;

A friend so free with time and attention;

Yet, a partner who often leaves me reeling

To dizzying bliss, but thoughts to run.

Still, through stress and conflict I feel we’ll heal.

It’s why at our beach I came with ring to kneel.

That’s the sonnet I wrote for Mona just weeks before our wedding weekend. It pretty much explains why I fell so in love with her, but in case it’s too cryptic, or too personal, I’ll recap. A lot of folks have been asking me how we met since our wedding last week.

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