Returning to My First Love

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  I’ll never forget the day I was cleaning my top dresser drawer and found a treasure. I read through the stack of aged, yellowed papers and instantly realized why I’d kept them. On them were written words of endearment—nearly 30 years ago—from my husband. They contained irresistible phrases like, “You complete me like no other” and “I love you desperately.” As I read through them, my eyes teared. And then my heart dropped. Why doesn’t he write these words to me anymore? It would have been easy to believe he was the one who had become distant, more critical,…

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