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October 23, 2010
It was an accident that I fell in love with him, and it was accidental that I married him. In a few years we accidentally found ourselves with three kids, one of whom being accidental. We got a house and a yard as if by accident, and our kids went to accidentally chosen universities and started, accidentally, their own families. We accidentally played a lot of accidental cards and read accidentally. We accidentally aged, by accident we aged. Then my husband died accidentally, and by his accidental grave I spent many hours accidentally crying. It had all been by accident.