Recently, I've been reflecting on one of the kindest things anyone ever did for me and how it changed my life. Ten years ago, I ran my first marathon. To run 26.2 miles had seemed as impossible to me as winning the Gold Medal in the Olympics for running the 100-meter dash. Inconceivable.
She married me. That's the kindest thing anyone ever did for me. I was 22, hanging around with other young guys at the apartment she shared with several other young teachers. One evening, we fell into a conversation. She eased us into deep waters. We found ourselves on "What's the meaning of life?" as dawn was breaking outside. We stumbled off to our jobs, resumed the conversation the next night...and the next...and the next. On the eighth night, I said, "You know we're going to get married, don't you?" She replied, "Of course." It'll be sixty-three years come February.
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She married me. That's the kindest thing anyone ever did for me. I was 22, hanging around with other young guys at the apartment she shared with several other young teachers. One evening, we fell into a conversation. She eased us into deep waters. We found ourselves on "What's the meaning of life?" as dawn was breaking outside. We stumbled off to our jobs, resumed the conversation the next night...and the next...and the next. On the eighth night, I said, "You know we're going to get married, don't you?" She replied, "Of course." It'll be sixty-three years come February.