This past week I have been exploring Italy with my love celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary. My husband was a new associate when we married, time, children and mortgage moved through us until 20 yrs later, we realized we needed a honeymoon.
Our children are home with a dear friend who is spoiling them and also making sure they get to school, music, jujitsu and church.
My husband and I met my first day of high school but did not start dating until 13 years later. We dated others during those years but our paths still crossed, often. I went to CSULB mainly because I knew him there and we could carpool. But even before that, even when we were dating other people, we had a pleasant friendship.
We shared a love for foreign films which neither of our dates at the time enjoyed, so the two of us would go together, often taking one of my younger unsuspecting sisters. My sister was shocked when she realized Like Water for Chocolate was not in English. But It turned out to be one of her favorite films of all time.
My home life was not good. Many times Justo would call to tell me he was going to pick me up for a drive. His father needed him to pick up a part for the family business in the Valley. It took hours to drive there and back. We rarely talked but listened to The Clash, the Drifters and Louis Prima.
We aren’t talking much on this trip either. We don’t need to.
When Justo and I finally started dating after 13 years of friendship, I was hesitant. I didn’t want to ruin what we had.
I told him, “Don’t flirt with me unless you think I am marriage potential.”
“Oh I think your marriage potential.” He answered.
“I’m kind of a lot.” I told him, worried about my past pain, abuse, poverty and depression making a mess of everything.
“I know you of old.” He answered.
And he does.
I love this so much!
So beautiful. Thank you for sharing this!!