Long before she died and even longer before she was sick, my wife made a statement to me. This had to be fifteen to twenty years ago.
At the time, I pretty much laughed with her and probably agreed, but it is a memory that came flashing back to me. I don't recall the exact conversation, but I do remember her words.
"If anything ever happens to me, I know I won't be jealous. You won't get another wife, you'll just become a priest."
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