11 Years! in Bowties Are Cool!

  • Aug. 17, 2013, 8:12 a.m.
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Again, since it's 12:20am, I know it's technically Saturday, but as you know, I don't consider it to be "tomorrow" until I've gone to bed and wake up in the morning. So you don't get confused, when I make a reference to "today", I'm talking about Friday, "tomorrow" is, obviously, Saturday.

11 years ago today, August 16th, 2002, Geno and I moved in together. We were living in a cheap, seedy, shady, hole-in-the-wall hotel with a couple we stupidly trusted, Liz & Gary. Geno and I paid the first week, they were supposed to pay the 2nd week and well, they fucked us over big time. Took advantage of us. Then, while Geno and I were out one day, Liz & Gary helped two of their friends to gain entry into our hotel room and steal Geno's entire CD and DVD collection. He had over 500 DVDs and easily 1500 CDs (as I've mentioned before, Geno is a huge movie and music buff - the biggest one I know!).

Anyway, today I spent some time thinking about our 11 year relationship. To say that it was a "whirlwind romance" in the beginning is a vast understatement.

I just wanted to write a little something about how much and why I appreciate Geno...

He's the alpha to my omega. My life as I knew it, ended when we fell in love. But, it started a new life, which has been quite tempestuous and rocky here and there, but we have finally found our niche and are more in love than ever before. Other than my sons, I didn't think it was possible to love someone as much as I love him. I find myself thinking of him before myself in a lot of ways (not always, I'm at a point in my life where I've finally come to realize there are times where I should and must come first...only took me 30 years...).

He does so much for me. Truly, he's amazing. Knowing that I struggle with my health (diabetes, chronic pain, abscesses) on a daily basis and because of it, I have to spend a lot of time in bed trying to recover from one thing or another, he often puts me first and is practically a butler. When I'm at my worst, health wise (not just physically, but mentally as well), he helps me get better.

He's truly my rock, my anchor, my placeholder in this world.

Geno, I love you. I will love you 'til death do us part. This I swear.

Sarah. xoxox


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