Eighteen years on
Driven by pressure from recent horrific events to declare my gratitude for what I have, and also by the impending end of the world on Friday, I must take this opportunity to express my gratitude for my husband. It was eighteen years ago that my angsty 14 year old journal began to fill with references to Christophe. It was 1994, and I was watching a lot …
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