Years ago when my wife and I first met, like most we dated for awhile. I had the habit of putting my right arm around her waist while she placed hers around my waist. Anyway, around the corner from my apartment was the place we met. We would walk home each night stopping at the liquor store on the corner. The young men that owned and ran the store didn’t know our names but we were there just about every night on our way back home after a couple of drinks. One day, my soon to be wife went inside and they asked where is Romeo? She told them I was at work and laughed about me being called ‘Romeo’. A week or so later, I went into the same store and they asked where Juliet was? My answer was she was working. Every time we went into the liquor store together they would say, “Hi, Romeo and Juliet” wearing a big smile. We never told them our names, we sort of liked being called that because we were in love. After we got married, the last thing we say to each other each night still is these words. “Good night Romeo, I’ll see you in the morning light” Good night Juliet, I will see you in the morning light” It is so strange that we have done this for almost twenty years without fail unless we are apart for some reason. Even when we have a little spat, those words are still said. When we walk, we are still holding each other like young lovers because we are still so much in love. Even though I’m tall and she is less than 5’5; we have the same stride. Have yourself a great day! Talk back. I’m listening for every little sound.