Sylv,

I miss you and love you

Love is unconditional, relationships are not.

I miss you on here, Sylv~

You are so handsome!

I love you, Sylv

I miss you, Sylv~

"The best thing about loving and being hurt is that you get to know what true love really is.
For as gold is tested in fire, and so will love be perfected in pain."

"In your darkest hour, never worry that there is no hope for the future. The most extraordinary thing about this life is that YOU are the author of your own destiny, and you get to decide what's in the next chapter."

"Tears are words the heart can't say."

Any fool can have a trophy wife.
It takes a real man to have a trophy marriage.

The secret to having a good marriage is to understand that marriage must be total,
it must be permanent,
and it must be equal.
Frank Pittman

My handsome husband.....

with his new beard

Hello from New York

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times,
always with the same person.
~Mignon McLaughlin

More marriages might survive
if the partners realized that sometimes
the better comes after the worse.
~Doug Larson

The real “glue” of loving, lasting marriages, is much more than personal happiness. The strongest “glue” is made out of a deep sense of partnership which is built on the virtues of friendship, generosity, fairness, and loyalty.

Dear User:

This common problem is due to a primary misconception. Wife 1.0 is not a Utilities & Entertainment program. Wife 1.0 is an Operating System designed by its Creator to run everything.

Do not try to uninstall, delete or purge Wife 1.0 from the system once installed, as that can be disastrous.

Read the General Protection Fault (GPF) section and push the apologize button, assuming all responsibility for any problems.

Wife 1.0 is a great program, but requires high maintenance. Daily maintenance utilities include TLC and frequent use of Communicator 5.0.

(Signed) Holy Spirit, Tech Rep, Heavensoft, Inc.

Love

Love cannot endure indifference.
It needs to be wanted.
Like a lamp,
it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart,
or its flame burns low

Henry Ward Beecher

New York