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Was an extremely hot day.  Like, thirty-eight degrees in the shade; just over forty in the sunlight.  (I believe that translates to about 105 degrees farenheit?)  And it was sticky humid.

I know all this, because it was my wedding day.  Fortunately for the state of my dress, we only had to manage the pictures outside - everything else was air-conditioned.

I married a wonderful man, and he's been a good husband and a good father to our daughters.  He's well-named - solid as a rock, a foundation on which this family is built.

I love you, Piet.  Happy Anniversary.
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Eight years ago today, Piet and I were married. It was scorching hot, breath-stealingly humid, and otherwise typical of late June. It was eighteen months to the day after we got engaged.

Happy Anniversary, Piet. I love you.

May 2020

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