I'd always dreamed of living in Paris. My husband always dreamed of sailing across the Atlantic Ocean. I up-ended my life in New York and gave up dependable paychecks to follow both of our dreams. The route has been literally and figuratively stormy, but never boring.
I haven't written much, not wanting so many variations on the same old thing. But...we might have an apartment! If this works, Anthony in California, I love you. Small, so be it. I don't care anymore.
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