Last week, when he walked into the Sawbones Christmas Party, my heart went pitter-pat. He is the love of my life.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
My Piano Guy
Today is the birthday of my husband, The Piano Guy. He has taken to calling himself that because of his part-time job as piano tuner extraordinaire. Having a birthday so close to Christmas has taken away from celebration fervor but I am so very grateful that he was born.
We met long ago at Brigham Young University in church. He was tall, quiet, reserved, and very insightful. Our conversations ranged from the spiritual to the ridiculous. We were always talking together, much more than his roommate and I, who I was dating. I valued the talking more than any characteristic he might have had. I was hungry for honest, open communication. My family did not have an abundance of that when I was growing up. We are still talking; granted some conversations are old and we know each other's lines, but the open, honest communication is still there.
Last week, when he walked into the Sawbones Christmas Party, my heart went pitter-pat. He is the love of my life.
Last week, when he walked into the Sawbones Christmas Party, my heart went pitter-pat. He is the love of my life.
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