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Happy monthly anniversary to my wife. Summer has vanished and now we have the wind and rain and the trees with a fiery color, one last hurrah before the leafs come down and litter the ground (like potato chips, as mom would say).

It is cozy weather, a time when you rest your muscles and bones and think twice before going outside. You find excuses to stay in, to sleep in, to give into that cyclical lure of hibernation.

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A happy monthly anniversary to you. Summer is going to sleep and our favorite season is emerging, with more golden light and wall-to-wall spooky movies. I hope you are happy, my love. I hope you enjoy our life together. 

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Happy monthly anniversary, my love. Thank you for your kindness, love, and support for all these months and years. I love you.

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Happy monthly anniversary, my love. We survived the sun trying to kill us in a part of the nation that never had a need for indoor cooling. We survived another month of me piecing together work while this industry of mine staying on fire. We survived another month of just being in a dysfunctional country that wants to hurt people. I'm grateful you have been patient and kind. I love you.

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Another year. Happy anniversary, my love. Since we share our date with Juneteenth, you have the day free from work, so we can be home and you can have a restful day, which is confusing our over-emotional cat something fierce. As I said this morning, thank you for being on this adventure with me. Thank you for being brave. Thank you for saying yes.