This is my post for #freewriters 2780 prompt commemorate hosted by
The top photo was taken the morning after we got married.
The town I live in was built by fishermen. Today, no one knows who those fishermen were. I do not know but a couple of them that were before my time. There was one fisherman who was in my time, and that is my husband, so I would like to commemorate this post to him.
This photo was also taken the day after we married, but after he cleared his net and weighed the fish.
From the start, our marriage has been many things, except boring.
We started our wedding night with me in the hospital and him going fishing the next morning.
After my healing process, I fished with him, we made a good team. I enjoyed fishing with him, that is, I enjoyed it when we were catching fish. When we were not catching fish, I wished many times that I could get to shore so I could get off the boat.
Fishing and working on fishing equipment have taken up most of his life, but now that he does not fish as much as he used to, he is going camping in the middle of the state. He plans to leave Sunday and be back Wednesday. I can not go because I have to care for Rudy. I thought about taking Rudy, but he gets scared easily. And a ranger might take him from me, he is a wild rabbit, and it is on state land.
photos are mine
