I have been hiding my new marriage from my family, and since I have few friends to keep this secret, I figured my blog would be a great place to write down my thoughts.
I first met Kenneth through my coworker, Paula Laddie. Mr. Douglas was about six feet tall, thin and intelligent looking, an ordinary dresser with good manners, and at least 30 years older than me. (1. pg84) He was a pleasant man, an editor for the Newark Evening News. After our first introduction, I didn't expect to know him any further than an acquaintance, but that changed when we happened to see each other at the library. We exchanged pleasantries, and as I started to walk away he spoke to me again. This was a new experience for me, no man had ever given me the time of time up until this point. After that he began calling me up, coming to the store, and asking me for lunch. This was bizarre and also spectacular. Within 3 months we were married.
I almost didn't say yes when he proposed to me in the lobby of my apartment. The last 3 months were so full of sheer delight, I was overwhelmed, how could I say no? (1. pg48)
