The Love Of My Life

It was a cold spring day in 1972 when I first saw him. He came to see my dad, whom at the time was a mechanic. He would bring his car over for my dad to fix. I was merely twelve years old, and no I probably should not have been thinking about boys at that age, but darn he was so good looking. How could I not have eyes for him ? He was kind, well mannered, and somewhat shy. I kept going outside to see if there was anything my dad or this nice older boy needed. It was only an excuse so that I could get a closer look at him, but they soon caught on and I was told to stay inside and that if they needed anything they would come and get it themselves (foiled again). Each time he came to get work done on his car I found myself lucky enough to be home so that I could at least say hi to him. As time went on we got to know each other a little better. I even one day shocked him I'm sure and said , out of the blue, I love you. You can imagine the look on his face. I was lucky he didn't run away then. These chance meetings went on for four years and then on the 16th of February 1976 he asked me out on our first official date. It was everything I knew it would be. We went for a burger at the local Tastee Freeze and then for a drive up the mountain over looking the city. We talked and laughed for hours and then he took me home. He said goodnight and it happened, I leaned over and gave him a kiss. My first kiss, the one I will always remember, and with the guy I had, had eyes for, for a very long time. We dated for seven months and then he popped the big question 'will you marry me', are you kidding it had been my dream for over four and a half years. I had even reminded him of a day not long after we met for the first time, of what I had said then, that some day I would marry him. At that time he just laughed and brushed my comment to the side. To think now it all seems like it had been a premonition of some kind. I of course said yes and on the 18th of December 1976 we were married and became one. It is now April 14th 1999 and we are still very much in love. We have had our share of problems in the past twenty-two years, but we have never once gone to bed mad at each other. If there had been a difference of opinions we would talk them through until somehow they were resolved. We have truly grown together from kids into mature adults, with a family of our own. We have two adult children now, a daughter twenty-one, and a son that is nineteen, and have taken great pride in how they have turned out. My husband works out of town and isn't home very much, but the time we do spend together is definately quality time. We listen to each other and help each other to overcome obstacles that have been set in front of us. He is my strength and my best friend in life. My husband makes me feel complete. Without him I am not sure where I would be in life right now. I do know one thing for sure he is my soul mate through all eternity. I can't wait to experience the next forty or fifty years with him, God willing. I never dreamt that life could be so rewarding. I feel very blessed. Marriage is a commitment that takes a lot of work, much like a garden in need of weeding. We weed out the bad things and try to hold on to the good. After all it is the good things that keep us wanting to be together. The good things that make lasting memories. Never in my life have I felt so rewarded. To my darling husband you have made me the best person I could possibly be. You have given me so much love, and encouragement over the years. You truly are one of a kind, and you mean the world to me. You have always been here for me. At times it just took looking a little harder to realise it. Always know my love that you are on my mind all the time and that we will never be apart. Just hearing your voice on the phone, and knowing you are safe brings happiness and peace of mind to me.

written by Deborah