Babe:
I watch you and I wonder what I ever did to deserve you. I wonder why you have never left me. I wonder....
When I met you, I wasn't too impressed. You were beautiful but had far more electrical energy than I was used to - nor necessarily wanted to be around. I wanted kids and you didn't seem the type; much more interested in your career. Yet still...... I watched you.
We often double dated and I began to enjoy your company from afar. Although it shocked me, I soon realized I was liking you more - no, I was liking you a lot!
I'm a quiet guy who thinks seriously before speaking and usually has all possible scenarios figured out before approaching a challenging situation. But I felt it was in the
stars and as
alien as it was to me, I knew what I had to do.
It was a Tuesday afternoon. You would be home from work around 5:30. Knowing you would recognize my car; I parked down the street and walked to the back door of your house. Was it because I wanted to escape in case I changed my mind? For some reason, I wanted this to be a surprise. I heard
music inside and tried the doorknob. It was open. Perky started barking but quickly settled onto my lap. What was only minutes felt like hours. My hands were sweaty. I was nervously tapping my foot to the
music wondering if I was absolutely crazy for doing this. What if you got angry? Should I leave or should I go?
It was too late; I heard your car pull into the driveway. You walked in with grocery bags in tow and uneasily said "Hi?"
That day was the beginning of something wonderful but also something that I could never have survived without you. The full heart-warming story of
Love at First Sight is here.
Later......
After almost half a century together, you have been and continue to be my tower of strength, my encourager, my support.
I convinced you to leave your roots, your home, your family and move 3,000 miles away so I could live by the ocean. I loved the
water and needed to be close to it. I knew you would grow to love it as well.
When we found out we could never have children but were able to adopt our son, you were there to convince me we would survive his loss, one year later. You stood behind the airport pillar, watching me with tears running down your cheeks as I handed our son to a stranger. After loving our son for a full year, the mother who tossed him aside now wanted him back. We had no choice. We had to let him go. You stayed strong believing we would have another child to love.
That tear jerking story here.