The Bugman
My Bugman, My Boyscout, My Husband, Dennis Dale Williams. For 39 years I was in search of my match, my soulmate - the person who like in Jerry McGuire "completes me". While I've only known him since 2004, I feel like I've known him in former lives. He just gets me. The beauty is that he does not discount who I've been in the past, he doesn't stifle who I am today, who I am becoming, he does not expect me to be something I'm not, he encourages me to be the best I can at what I am interested in, and he keeps me from doing things that put my life at risk (well, basically when it comes to asthma - he can't control the way that I do like to dance on the edges of cliffs and on rickety bridges more stories to come). As they say, timing is everything, and in this case MANY VARIABLES had to align for us to be together. Dennis was separated and had a Harley Sportster motorcycle for sale that he had bought for his soon-to-be ex-wife. He had told his former c...