Now Which Day Was It?

Posted on January 10, 2007 in Milestones Partnership

I am not sure of the exact date (the 18th?) but I am coming close to the 20th anniversary of my meeting my best friend, my wife. Kind of funny in a way because I was more interested in the woman she was with and, at the last moment, offered to drive her home to impress this other person. The end result was that I asked Lynn out for a date (or I should say I stuttered a request for a date) and….well, you know the rest.

Another funny thing: we made a solemn vow to not have sex for six months when we met. By April of 1987, we were cohabitating.

This partner of mine has stuck with me through my worst scourges of my illness, nights when I held the pillow to my head and screamed. She was with me the morning I woke up and said to her “I am sick” and resolved to seek out psychiatric help. She stuck with me when I went off on a crazy trip to the Balkans to cover the war and she has listened to my every lunatic tale of life with the disease. Though there were moments when it was hard to stay faithful, I did, and as the years passed, the task became easier and easier.

Sometimes she has suffered the scourges of the jealous and the insane, but she has held my hand close. The shallow cannot begin to fathom her depth and commitment. This has been the love of my life.