We’re Not Just Getting Older, We’re Getting Sillier…

SillyOldManToday is my husband’s birthday. As he was getting ready for church, he walked through the living room with a pair of black socks hanging off his shoulder.

“I can’t find my socks anywhere!” he said. “I know I had them in my hand just a few minutes ago!”

I guess that’s what happens when you reach great-grandparent age.

We’re not just getting older, we’re getting sillier. 😀

❤ ❤ Happy Birthday to my Wonderful Best-Friend-Husband. ❤ ❤

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About Lynda Lee

Lynda Lee is my pen name. I am a former nurse, a Mensa member, and a writer, diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder caused by extreme trauma and narcissistic abuse. Formerly agnostic, I am now a Christian. My husband, a USMC Vietnam War Veteran and a Chaplain, has PTSD caused by combat. We've come a long way on our healing journey and we still have a ways to go. We put the FUN in dysfunctional. :-)
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