I never thought I would ever tell this story. Mainly due to the fact that it was supernatural and very offbeat. The type of story you tell aloud and people call you bonkers.
But I am going to tell it today.
I died and came back. Here’s the story.
I met my husband at The Turtle Club in Hoboken, New Jersey, for our first date. It is ironic because the turtle is known to be inherently slow, when our relationship went lightning speed, marrying within the first 6 months of knowing each other.
We got married in NYC at City Hall, all Sarah Jessica Parker in Sex in The City-esque. I always wanted to be a legend.
We got pregnant with twin boys. I found out in a doctor’s office near City Hall in NYC, very close to my office in the Fitch Building in FiDi, the abbreviation for Financial…
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