On November 15, Dave, my long time love and heart's desire, and I celebrated nine wonderful years of being together. It amazes me that two such diverse people as we once were, came together, and made a good life for each other. My friends all thought that I was crazy for chasing after a man who was six years younger than me. And for a while, I was beginning to believe that they were right. But Dave had faith in us, and as you read in the threads, he had the courage to be the one to say he loved me first.
We are so different. He's Irish, I'm Sicilian. He's 35, I'm 41. He's tall and slender, I'm medium height, and a bit stocky (I really am a lot like the late John Belushi). He's a hard working blue collar stud (a community college graduate), and I'm a geeky schoolteacher (Master's Degree). But we also have similarities. We're both hot tempered. When we fight, it's a passionate battle. And when we make up, it's even more passionate. We both love theatre and going to live concerts whether it's a rock group, or the Rochester Philharmonic Orchestra. And nobody can read us better than ourselves. I can sense when he walks through the door what kind of a day or night he had at work, and vice-versa. He knows when to chat it up with me, or when to just let me lay nest to him and cuddle. Life without him is not something that I can or will consider. We are too much a part of each other. If I ever lose him, I will lose a big part of myself...
We are so different. He's Irish, I'm Sicilian. He's 35, I'm 41. He's tall and slender, I'm medium height, and a bit stocky (I really am a lot like the late John Belushi). He's a hard working blue collar stud (a community college graduate), and I'm a geeky schoolteacher (Master's Degree). But we also have similarities. We're both hot tempered. When we fight, it's a passionate battle. And when we make up, it's even more passionate. We both love theatre and going to live concerts whether it's a rock group, or the Rochester Philharmonic Orchestra. And nobody can read us better than ourselves. I can sense when he walks through the door what kind of a day or night he had at work, and vice-versa. He knows when to chat it up with me, or when to just let me lay nest to him and cuddle. Life without him is not something that I can or will consider. We are too much a part of each other. If I ever lose him, I will lose a big part of myself...