Happy Valentine’s Day

I love this man.

We started dating in 1998.  Our first date – “The Man In The Iron Mask.” I wore a blue checked blazer with a maroon shirt underneath.  He wore a blue checked shirt with a maroon t-shirt underneath.

It had to be fate.

I came home from our first date and wrote on a scrap of paper:

I think I’m going to marry this guy.

I was right.  I wish I still had that paper.

While we were dating he spent his summers as a National Park Service ranger on Cape Cod.  This was from the first summer when I went to visit him. I didn’t want to come home.  When I left this trip I knew. I was sure he was the one.

On January 8, 2000, he gave me his heart.

On November 24, 2004, he gave me a child.

Every day he gives of himself

to me

to our son

to our home

to our life.

The years have been good.  And hard.

But mostly good.

I am luckier than any woman I know due to his love.