Today marks the third anniversary of the day that Dawg drove through the night to see me in Vermont for our first date. It’s the day my cell phone, which never worked in my basement apartment, actually rang at around 6am on a Saturday. It’s the day I somehow fell asleep without earplugs the night before so I heard the unexpected call. And when I answered it I was told by the man I had slowly fallen from friendship like to a very healthy lust that he was sitting in a parking lot down the street and could be at my home in 10 minutes. It was the day I took the fastest shower possible, dressed the fastest I could in jeans and a t-shirt, and hastily dragged a comb through my then short hair.
It was the day I threw my arms around him to hug him when he walked through my door, but soon ended up kissing him. The day we went to Denny’s for breakfast. The day we came back to my apartment and hung out on my bed because I literally didn’t have furniture for guests. The day I watched him snooze like a puppy dog on my bed since he’d had no sleep the night before. The day we went to opening weekend of Cloverfield and, despite not being early, getting great seats anyway. The day we held hands while we watched on the stadium screen as the story of two lovers spending the day at Coney Island is taped over by a guy who thinks that NYC being destroyed by the hands of a monster with a venereal disease is way more important. The day we went back to my apartment so he could nap again before the long drive home because he had obligations in the city the next day. The day I knew I loved him and showed him with my eyes but was too scared to say it out loud to him.
And each day since then I have loved him even more. Through good and bad, he remains my best friend. He is still the one person who can bring me from the darkest corner of sadness to the sunshine of happiness with just a smile and a hug. The man I am happy to make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for every workday, at 6am if I forget them the night before. The man I allow to fulfill the role as Dawggy to my furry kids, our furry kids.
The man I am excited to spend the rest of my days with.
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Sounds like a perfect day on all counts. Congrats you two!
That’s so.. awwwww.
So awesome. Happy anniversary you two!
*SWOON*
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A venereal disease? Cloverfield makes so much more sense now!
Happy anniversary to you two. Congrats!
Happy Anniversary!
I love it – and you two.
You two are way too adorable for words. Happy Anniversary and a lifetime of happiness!
Yay for happy not-endings!!
Awesomeness! Congratulations, you two!
Aww. Happy Anniversary!
Happy anniversary, that’s a sweet story. Glad you two found each other.
Pure Awesomeness!
Happy Anniversary to you two.
Very happy for you both! Congrats
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Congratulations! So happy for the both of you!
Awww…Happy Anniversary to you both! I’m so happy you found each other!
Thank you, everyone.
Congratulations and happy anny all wrapped into one!
Happy Anniversary you guys! The time sure does fly doesn’t it?
Congratulations!!!
Happy Anniversary! I didn’t realize you two started dating about the same time as Steven and I . We marked 3 years as a couple in November. And we met in a very similar way: he called me to tell me he was actually IN my area. I raced up to meet him, gave him a hug we both still remember, and ended up kissing him!
You guys are great!
Hugs to you both!
J.
Very cool, Poppy. Nice prose. And congrats. Live life to the fullest and enjoy every day.
This post makes me very happy. Happy anniversary you kids!