grrlTravels

Seven yrs, but not itchy

I never believed in love at first site. I don't really believe that there is one perfect person out there, and if you don't find that one person, you are, well, screwed. But the first time I saw K., I felt a jolt run through my body, just looking at him. And after we spoke briefly, I knew that this person was someone who was sympatico with me. And a little while later I knew he was someone I could love. And he was 16 at the time. Sixteen!!

We had our share of breakups and heartache and relationship issues. We've had our share of unhappy life events. But we became best friends practically the moment we met, and haven't deviated from that much since.

K. is an interesting guy. He loves movies, building with legos, gadgets, geeky computer stuff, flying, computer games. He is kind to his mother, and friends with all animals, like a mini-Dr. Doolittle. We once went to a hotel with a bird in a cage near the pool. The bird talked to K. like they had been best friends forever and even came over to sit on his arm. The trainers said that the bird was extremely unfriendly (I can vouch for that) and didn't really like anyone. Except K., obviously. He is a people person, the kind of person who when walking through the mall just can't help talking to the 4 or 5 strangers who begin conversations with him.

We have a lot of overlapping dreams. We both like to travel. My travel tastes run more towards third world countries than 5 star luxury. And he goes right along with me, enjoying the adventure of it all. I want to help people, and he says that if he ever gets to go to film school, he will happily make documentaries with me rather than the scifi special effects extravaganzas he perfers. He has bought 3 houses with me without lawns, even though top on his list is grass in the yard. We both think we want to move to Hawaii and live a slower, less stressful life together with our kids. He cried when E. was born and has been patiently figuring it all out with me since.

If I tried to tell you how much I love him I would be overly dramatic, verbose, and grotesquely sappy, burst into tears, and still feel like I hadn't been able to give you the essence. I leave it at: he is the best person I have ever met, I am more comfortable around him than even myself, I continue to nag him about spending more time with me when the poor man gives me every available waking moment because I can't get enough of him, and I truly cherish him.

Happy 34th birthday, K. Sorry you are sick this year, and we had a very dull "Big Birthday Weekend". I love you to distraction, I thank you for saving me, I am delighted that you are a part of my life, and when two people can love the same dumb movie and laugh every time and quote it to each other ad nausem, well, it must be love. (It's So I Married an Ax Murderer, and we probably have others more embarrassing than that, if possible.)

10-10 Wins!

Posted by grrlTravels at October 10, 2004 9:40 PM