I was driving out to buy groceries. I was about 200 feet down the road when I realized I didn’t have the checkbook. I reversed and back into the driveway while pushing the garage door opener. There in the garage was my sweetheart holding the checkbook. She had walked into the house and realized that I hadn’t taken the checkbook. So together we communicated without speaking a word. I took the checkbook, thanked her and told her I love her. And off I drove to the grocery store to do our weekly shopping. Sometimes we are of one mind.
June 25, 2006
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