After 23 years of marriage, her husband decided he didn’t want to be married to her anymore.

So, Faye had bought a little house on the river.

Then she started picking up the pieces. Learning to live alone. Doing all the things by herself. Asking herself: who am I now?

Then, she decided to go shag dancing. She’d drive from Winton, NC to Virginia Beach every Wednesday. If they played 51 songs, she danced 52.

One night Steve walked in.

The universe had plans. Turns out Steve and Faye were born the same day, same month, same year.

She’s only 15 hours older! And, he kept showing up everywhere she went. Parties. Concerts. Dances.

Four years later, they are smitten. Playing golf together, dancing, and traveling – having the time of their lives.

Do you remember Faye? This is her backstory. I took pics of her and Steve a few years ago – dancing at YNot Wednesdays.