At the age of 24 a palm reader/psychic read my palm and said I would never marry the man I'm with. She said I would marry the love of my life at age 52. Now, at 24, 52 sounds ancient! Plus I was getting married in 3 weeks. I told my girlfriends she was crazy and not to go to her. So here's what happened. . .
I was engaged at 24 and getting married in 3 weeks. We had the dresses, showers, invitations out, room the whole ball of wax. In the interim, my fiancee's mother started a huge fight with my family and I called off the wedding.
Fast forward. I married vetman (the love of my life) on my 52nd birthday. Not planned that way on purpose, but because we were on a cruise and the only day the ship was in an American port was on my 52nd birthday. I didn't even realize it until I woke up that morning, thinking wow, I'm really getting married today and as I looked up on the dresser in the cabin, there was a birthday card with the necklace that matched my ring, that read "Happy Birthday to My Wife."
Boing!!!!! My mind went racing back to that palm reader. I'm still amazed and sorry that I told everyone she was nuts! LOL
