Little did I know he was interested in me the entire time. Whent the summer came to an end he told me he'd love to take me to a concert. I had never been to one. I had just become unattached and agreed to go.
It was Elton John.
We had the last seats in the entire arena.
I didn't like Elton John, but I pretended to.
And here I am 28 years later, two sons, and a granddaughter, two dogs and years of memories, special moments, tears, and laughter, a millions of hand holding, baby rocking, snuggling, joking, massages, plenty of those, (Rob attributes his arthritis in his hands from years of massaging my neck and back), agreeing that I don't look fat, kisses, long drives, humoring me when I have a new idea,
trips, surprises, advice, endless support, gifts, getting me coffee, moving furniture, hugging for no reason, watching thirty-something with me over and over, and finally forgiving me and loving me year after year.
He still makes me feel as if we are dating at times and I am the person I am today because of the support, love and constant example that he sets for me each day as a model husband, father and friend. I am the luckiest, girl girl girl, on the face face face of the earth earth earth.
I love you Robby.
This is the photo that started it all. The last day at Summer camp. I'm wearing his t shirt. I still have it and wear it to sleep. This was the day he told me if I would go with him to a concert and I said yes. It all began with a t shirt and a concert.