Deborah Sullivan (Ader):  

I've been living in Southern California for the past 30 years and loving it. I'm a retired legal assistant (thank you, Mrs. Varkula), and have one son, Brian, age 35. Initially, and at a very young age, I was married for five years to husband no. 1. It's not surprising it didn't last. We remain friends to this day. Then along came husband no. 2 and a union that endured 21 years. We raised my son together; bought houses together, traveled a lot, lived in Hawaii for two years, and had many other adventures together. So, what happened? I found out that it's true that after the nest becomes empty, you and your husband might not have anything to talk about, but hey, we're still good friends and even share a meal together each month, along with eight of our other closest friends. We call ourselves The Dinner Club. The Orange County Register even wrote a story about our auspicious group, which they put on THE FRONT PAGE of their newspaper. But I digress. In 2000, I fell in love for the very first time with a man I had known for most of my adult life, and it was like a lightning bolt hit me square in the chest. Unfortunately, that wonderful man passed away quite suddenly of a ruptured aorta, just six weeks before our wedding day. Needless to say, I was devastated. Do you know that there is no formal name to be found in any English language dictionary to describe a woman who was engaged to be married but had her fiancé' suddenly die a mere handful of days prior to the wedding? Anyhow, after rebuilding my life once again, two years go by during which time I am thoroughly convinced cupid's arrow will never ever come my way again. Of course, that's exactly when I fell in love for the second and very last time. I have now been married ten years to husband No. 3, who coincidentally possesses the best qualities of husbands 1 and 2. Brian is handsome, very bright and incredibly smart, (not the same things), plus, he can fix anything, understands everything, and possesses enough patience to live with me. He's my best friend, my rock in times of crisis, and best of all, I can reach over in the middle of the night to touch his hand, and every single time, he'll squeezes mine, and murmur "I love you most" in his sleep. I worked for many years as a legal assistant to a fewtop law firms, and then one day my husband said, "You know, you don't have t...Expand for more