For some reason, I have been given a husband so wonderful and stable that I have had to discipline myself not to think of him as my savior. Our relationship has always been a combination of romance and friendship, one that began as the greatest surprise of my life.
From the moment Mario saw me, he was able to recognize the diamond in the rough; the princess beneath the layers of insecurity and doubt. He was able to provide me with much needed love and acceptance, after years of deprivation in a (self-inflicted) cold world. He was handsome, financially stable, loved my son and made all my bells and whistles go off like a smoke alarm. I was a twenty-five year-old young woman desperate for attention and starving for love - a proverbial catastrophe waiting to happen. Instead of taking advantage of my vulnerable state, Mario loved me.
From the moment Mario saw me, he was able to recognize the diamond in the rough; the princess beneath the layers of insecurity and doubt. He was able to provide me with much needed love and acceptance, after years of deprivation in a (self-inflicted) cold world. He was handsome, financially stable, loved my son and made all my bells and whistles go off like a smoke alarm. I was a twenty-five year-old young woman desperate for attention and starving for love - a proverbial catastrophe waiting to happen. Instead of taking advantage of my vulnerable state, Mario loved me.
He loved me.
The thought still brings tears to my
eyes. His love was real and genuine and
the stuff that legends are made of. He
didn’t manufacture it – it came naturally.
I received this love suspiciously, waiting for him to come to his senses
and figure out I was just me.
He
stayed.
Today Mario is sixty one and he is still in
love with me - after twenty-eight years. I look at him and still
wonder why this guy who was light years out of my league saw into my soul and
fell in love. I am married to the best guy
I know.
God has mercy on the humble; this mercy in
my life has translated to Mario. If a
person has been kissed by God, they have noticeable imprints of that love that He
has the mercy to leave on them. I thank
God for this mercy – because I know I don’t deserve it.
Happy Birthday, babe. You really are the best thing I have in my life
– and my life is overflowing with good things.
Happy Birthday Mario! I am glad you are my friends husband and best friend!
ReplyDeleteAwww...JOAN!! You still rock! Always have, always will!!
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