When people find out that there is a 15-year age difference between my husband and me, they are usually surprised. They are surprised by Lew's age, not mine. He looks younger than he really is. I think that his youthful looks are due to being around me. (Smile....) We also like to tell people that his immaturity and my fuddy-duddiness help to even out the age difference.
Lew can relate to historical events that I can't. I either wasn't alive yet or I was much too young to remember. (And, of course, I remind him of this when I get the chance!)
But on matters of the heart and soul, the 15-year difference...well...it makes NO difference. We love our life together, and we are thankful for that. He's my sweetie!
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