In response to this, I received this late last evening. Were my husband to write on a regular basis, he would surely leave me far behind in the dust. The picture he chose was undoubtedly dug up from the annals of history and may be dated circa the summer of 1996.
The Fixer-upper (wip)
By Sunder S. Isaac
Twenty-two years of marriage – what have I got to show?
You walked into my life and you saw a fixer-upper bungalow…
The roof had to be fixed; the roof needed new shingles.
You opened my mind and gave me a new perspective.
The walls had to be patched; the walls had to be painted.
You enriched my life through art, travel, and live music.
The floor boards creaked; the floor needed to be polished.
You grounded me in reality, deepened my faith, and broadened my knowledge.
The gardens had to be weeded; the flowers needed to be planted.
We enjoyed seeing our children grow; in them, we see our future extended.
Twenty-two years of marriage – what have I got to show?
A house made a home by my soulmate, and more to see and more to know.
Happy 22nd Anniversary, Simmi!
Aww ❤️❤️‼️‼️
Thank you, my dear, you are too kind!
Regards, Simmi D. Isaac (Sent from my iPhone)
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