Not every month will I experience the 40th anniversary of my marriage. Not every moment will I look back and wonder how we’ve made it through the good and bad. Not every minute will I appreciate the man (I should) who stood by me through my chaos, my ugly, my joys, my roller- coaster personality, and my ability to be a little too much.

But during the Fall Gathering of Author Banquet, as local authors raised awareness and money for autism, my hubby felt the tap of Pam on his shoulder during the ...