New Age mumbo-jumbo...bring your own incense!

I'm not a fan of the whole SOULMATES theology.

The whole concept creeps me out. I'm a realist, not a romantic. It works for Rick and I, which is all that's important.

Dinner by candlelight? I'd prefer my dinner by BBQ. Flowers and boxes of expensive candy? I prefer a garden with fresh broccoli and sweet snap-peas.

Rick knows I love him because I help him put on his socks and lay out his work uniform. Sunday mornings, he gets the remote so he can watch his hunting channels.

We are far from SOULMATES. But considering everything, I'm more than willing to call him my guardian angel!

The Last of Sheila (Coburn)