1. What car someone drives or if I’ve been invited to a party.
Just three years ago my husband became critically ill and had a double lung transplant. After that experience, it is hard to give a shit about the superfluous things in life.
Seriously? I don’t need hearts and flowers and Valentines. My husband is not exactly Mr. Romance, and at this point in my life, I don’t want all of that crap. As far as sex and intimacy go, I’m old enough to know exactly what I want, so let’s just get to it, shall we?