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20 Years?!
Wow! today is the 20th anniversary of my first date with barley52. I've never actively done anything for 20 years, except live my life. Yes, I'm more than 20 yrs past school, but that's jsut marking time, not actively doing.
For a synopsis of past accomplishments, you can look here. Those were years 1-19. For year 20, well, all y'all know we've dedicated this year to the Bone Marrow Transplant (and the kitchen). It's been a long road this year, but we've survived it with the help of friends and family.
Here are some things I keep in my memories about November 14, 1986.
-It was a Friday, and I didn't know what I was going to wear, so I left work a bit early to stop by the mall. I went to my favorite non-department store, and ended up buying a colorful silk scarf. I wore the scarf draped around my shoulders that night, the only splash of color on a black, cowel-necked, long-sleeved jumpsuit. I still have that scarf, but I don't wear it anymore - we just play with it sometimes.
-When I was getting dressed, I couldn't remember how tall B was, so I was dithering over the black flats or the black heels. Finally, I chose the heels, because I'm so short, and most of my outfits looked better with heels. I was muttering "fuck him if he can't take a joke" as I put them on. ::g:: When he arrived, I realized the heels put me very close to his height.
-When I opened my front door to let him in, he looked so dear and familiar to me that I very nearly enveloped him in a hug before he crossed the threshhold. I had to take a few steps back into the room and wrap my hands around the edge of the kitchen table to keep from touching him. (We had not yet touched each other).
-He also looked very handsome with his blonde hair and wonderful smile and sparkling green eyes, and the cozy sweater he was wearing. I really just wanted to crawl into his lap and stay there the rest of the evening, but I thought that might seem weird, so I didn't ask ;)
-When we were at his place, doing the tour, we started kissing among his plants (most of which are still with us), and I kid you not, he said, "where have you been all my life?" Honestly, it didn't sound cheesy to me at all, and I have a very low tolerance for lines. I looked into his beautiful eyes and from deep within me, I said, "getting ready."
I was absolutely positively sure about that answer at the time, but I how could I have known? How could we have known what was in store for us? I'm glad I believed I was "ready" then because if I had had an inkling of what was coming, I don't think I would have ever felt ready again. And yet, here we are, facing what comes our way, and saying "bring it" with joined hearts and hands, heads held high. Thank you, HB, for making me brave enough to live this life, and fight this fight. I love you.
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Funny,
Congratulations!! I hope to be around to help you celebrate the second 20 years of your lives together.