Thirty-four years ago on this exact date (and yes it was a Saturday), Ben and I were married in Las Vegas. We took both of our mom's with us up there for the day. We went to the court house and purchased our marriage license and then walked around the corner to the Justice Of The Peace office and were married. We went to lunch and then on our way out of town, stopped at one of the casinos to play some slots and then headed home. Our last anniversary together (our 31st) was spent in the Kaiser Hospital in Panorama City. Ben was in ICU with a trache in his throat and he was unconscious the whole time I was there that day. I sat next to his bed and held his hand. I've gone through three anniversaries without him since he passed away, but for some reason, this one was hitting me harder than the previous ones. Last night I sat on the edge of my bed crying while Hiker cuddled up next to me and looked at me with sad eyes and her ears down. She kept licking me. Don't know what I would do without her. We got out of bed at 8 am and I had some breakfast and put a load of laundry in the washer. Watched a good movie on The Hallmark Movie Channel called “Edge Of The Garden” then took Hiker out for a walk in the afternoon. What a beautiful day it was here in SoCal, but we are supposed to get hot and have summer like weather next week. Hope it doesn't get too hot.