A Man & His Rod

What’s the first thing to do if you’ve just left the hospital for the ump-teenth time in 5 years?  Yeah, that’s right.  You go fishing.  At least, that’s what my wubba and I decided to do.  It was so peaceful that I almost forgot the week’s agony for a minute.  The weather couldn’t have been nicer, either.So we packed up his gear and went to the docks by our home.  I wasn’t really into it.  I just wanted to see him enjoy the day, feel the fresh breeze on his face.  It really is amazing how much we’ve been through since we’ve been together, but everyday my love gets stronger and stronger.  I’m just grateful that I can share these experiences with him. 


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just remember...you're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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