Today was our wedding anniversary. I am married to the best guy in the world even though he did plan a golf trip during our anniversary. That's o.k., he sent me a dozen roses and he's still the best guy in the world. He'll be home late tomorrow night. I'm glad. I miss him. I always miss him when he is gone. Not bad for 31 years - to be able to say I still miss him. I'm really blessed.