My wife and I met at a gig, kind of like the REO Speedwagon Hallmark commercial. I remember seeing her sitting with a friend watching the band and thinking, ‘hey, she’s cute’. Her friend was cute as well so they were both on my radar. Anyway, at one point during a set I remember glancing towards her and she was looking right at me. We held eye contact for one or two beats longer than normal and I distinctly recall a feeling of something clicking into place. Not like ‘our eyes met across a crowded room’ or anything like that, but something felt right about looking at her. Click.
One of her friends indicated that she might be interested so he introduced us and we began talking - small talk, nothing major. You know, ‘How’s the band sound?’, blah blah blah… just trying to get a feel for if she’s available. But again, that same feeling… not being overcome with emotion or anything, just… something. Like a key fitting into a lock, tumblers falling into place, a click.
Our first date was classic. Dinner and a movie. Chinese food and ‘Goodfellas’. We kissed. Another click.
We’ve been married for 14 years and have three beautiful daughters. On weekends I usually wake up before she does and sometimes I’ll lie in bed and watch her sleeping for a little while, just looking at the shape of her face and feeling her breathing next to me and it’ll come to me with a small shock - I’m in love with my wife. Click.
So anyway, this is for you sweetie. Thanks for:
- our three beautiful girls.
- putting up with me.
- saving me from my crappy life.
- ignoring my snoring (usually).
- the million and one things you do to make everything right.
I love you. And you’ll always be my pretty young wife.
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