Saturday is our golden anniversary, yet our first meeting seems less than the blink of an eye ago, the result of a series of improbable coincidences that still make me smile. Everything that has happened since became inevitable at that moment. I do not believe in fate, divine intervention or love at first sight, but I could make a good case for each phenomena from our lives together.
I would wish for another fifty years together, but it is difficult to imagine being one hundred and twenty-five.
Thank you.
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