Happy 10th Anniversary, Lisa!

12 years ago, I was a drunk, and a drug addict.

I was very sick, dying, not knowing it.

And not caring either.

Then, I met a beautiful red haired registered nurse named Lisa Williamson. She worked on the cardiac floor at a Johnson City, Tennessee hospital.

We met via a personal ad I had placed in the local paper. Yeah, rednecks can write personal ads.

She was 39, and never married. I was 43 and had been married twice.

Lisa soon saw that I needed to get sober, or would be in bad shape soon. So she started pushing me to get sober. Pushing so hard, that it broke us up. But not for long.

Not too long after, I did develop some liver trouble, amongst other things, like diabetes, GERD, etc.

Fast forward 10 years. I am now healthy and still very much in love with my red haired beauty.

Lisa saved my life, literally. She is an awesome person, the love of my life, my saving grace, the reason I'm here bugging you guys. As opposed to pushing up daisies.

Lisa, I love you, and hope to spend eternity with you!  Happy Anniversary!