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My husband and I got married twenty eight years ago. Our wedding day was a Saturday and the month was December. It was just three days before Christmas. We were excited about our special day and we looked towards it with great expectations. At last the day we waited for had arrived. The guests were quite generous and provided us with numerous wedding gifts. We had no set protocol to follow so we allowed our love for each other to lead the way. He was all mine and I was all his. I really liked that unwritten rule.
Soon a year had passed and we were celebrating our first year together as man and wife. Before long we were again celebrating an anniversary. It was shortly after this second celebration that the morning sickness started and we found that we were expecting our fist child. Today this child is twenty six years old and a pleasure to be around.
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