As of this month my husband, Michael, and I will be married for 40 years. Our meeting was definitely by fate. He had been involved in an accident several years before we met that left him with a rib that wouldn't heal. He was in the hospital having that rib removed when I was assigned to be his nurse's aide that morning. 

We started talking and found that we lived close to each other. When he was discharged, he told me that he would call, which he did the following evening. The rest, as they say, is history. We started dating and within days, we knew we were meant to be. 

The one thing I found out after we started dating is that his mother told the surgeon to take that rib and make her son a nice wife with it. The doctor did a good job in doing that. 

~ Loyal Listener Nadine