I started praying at age 14 for GOD to someday lead me to the person that HE would have me married to. This was advised by an old Southern evangelist, and, as a male, I took it to heart. When I was 17, I saw her. I knew inside it was her. She needed convincing, however. We celebrate our 39th anniversary this year. We still keep things simple, like hiding a love note just slightly tucked on her pillow, or behind a soup can in the cupboard. I still get a squeeze when she walks by, and a hug when she leaves for work. We have 3 grandchildren who are near and dear to us in which we spoil. Beyond a doubt, ROMANCE is alive and well in this household.