Go and tell someone that you love them today. Life is so very short and not enough people appreciate the little things that make life worth living.
I learned at the very young age of 17 that one should live like today is your last day on earth but also live as if you will be around forever. That lesson helped make me what I am today and while I can and could do some things better I like who I am and where I am in my life.
Nothing in the world makes me happier than to spend time with my wife. Without her I would be much less of a person.
I met Debbie WAYYYYYYYYYYY back in the stone age, 1979 to be precise. I was the new kid in the school and couldn’t break into any of the cliques so at lunch I would just mull around. Debbie was in the 10th grade so there is no way she would ever notice the geeky 8th grader who was so taken by her.
Debbie did talk to me though and taught me how to play chess and we became friends. Our destinies were cemented on the last day before Christmas break in 1979 when I passed her in the hall and asked for my Christmas kiss. She obliged with a small peck on the lips and then I told her that she was going to marry me one day.
It may have taken 16 years and a lot of ups and downs in her life but she did marry me in October of 1995.
Now if you know me you understand how I look at things. I don’t worry about things because unless my family needs a place to live, food to eat of clothes to wear everything else is “small potatoes.”
Going through the whole wedding planning and everything involved I never got nervous. That is until I saw Debbie enter the church. I started to get flush and a wave of emotion came over me. This was actually going to happen. I was marrying the woman I had loved since I was 14. Damn that was an awesome feeling and still is today.
We have a great relationship because we compliment each other so well.
She’s a bit of a worry wort and I let more things roll off my back.
She’s awesome with the written word where I can vocalize a lot better.
Most of the shortcomings I have she has something that fills the void created by those shortcomings.
I would be so much less of a person if I had not met her all those years ago.
Debbie went to France last May to train some people. She was gone for a week.
I also had training in New Hampshire that week so we talked by phone every day.
I pecked her up at Logan Airport and I was waiting for her to clear Customs I would notice other people picking up passengers. I didn’t see any excitement between these people. Pretty sad.
Debbie comes out from the terminal and we both just light up and embrace as if he hadn’t seen each other in years.
It’s that way all the time. I come home from work and I smile when I see Debbie. When either of us has a bad day we can always feel better getting a “Jon Hug” or a “Debbie Hug”
I just figured I’d let you know what Debbie means to me.
She is my love and my life and has been since the days of Disco. Through the end of the Carter Administration she has been the one. Through everything that has happened since 1979 she has been the one.
Reagan being shot, the AIDS outbreak, the Berlin Wall coming down, 1st Gulf War, the Clinton years, Columbine, my mother’s passing, 9/11, Sarah turning into a beautiful woman, The Patriots winning X3, the 2004 Red Sox, our stupid cat Buttons, all these things have happened in the world since Debbie has been the ONE.
The sad and heartbreaking things would have been worse and the great things would not have been as enjoyable without her in my life. That is what Debbie means to me. She is the definition on love.
