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I’m not going to write you a love song…

I’m not going to write you a love song because you asked for one. I’m going to write one, because I want to; because I need to and you deserve one.

Because for close to 25 years, you’ve been with me, supporting me, holding my hand, while allowing me to be me.

Because you’re honest and loyal and still full of the values that first attracted me to you when we were just teenagers; but probably back then it was more about your smile, swagger and the sweetness in your chestnut eyes.

We traveled the ups and downs of college, having a commuter relationship, unable to let go, at a time when we probably were supposed to.  But being with you was the best part of my life. How can you let go of the part that makes your heart leap?

In our wayward 20’s, I dragged you around from country to  country. You didn’t need it like I did, but you jumped on board and off we flew on one adventure after another. I loved those times, just you and me, with backpacks and without a plan.

Back at home, with the city laid out before us and youth on our side, we chose to hibernate together, playing rummy 500 and snuggling on the couch. There was no one we needed to see. Nothing we needed to prove.

And then came the children we tried so hard for; first in a fun way and then in a not so fun way.  And finally, we were blessed, three times, with sons lucky enough to have you as a dad; someone so involved and proud; someone whose greatest day would be spending every moment playing with them.

How lucky we are. How lucky I am. Because I’ve had someone I’ve been happy to see every day for more than half my life. Someone good on the inside and sexy on the outside.  Someone who still makes my heart leap, and all it takes is a private little smile and a warm hug.

We started so young, with our whole life before us, and now we’ve spent years living that life, building it up, appreciating it and enjoying it.

You’ve been a part of all stages of me, woven into my heart, so no matter where we go, as long as I’m with you, I’m home.

Us.  Circa 1989


Circa 1989 to infinity and beyond…

About Ice Scream Mama

Mama to 3 boys, wife to Mr. Baseball and daughter of a sad man. I have a double scoop every day.

28 responses »

  1. Awesome tribute. Congrats on 25 years.

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  2. Sweetness! Xoxo

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  3. Stefanie Hiller

    We live the same life. Except i have girls! I just can’t write like u!! Also u think ur son is coming to my Halloween party next fri nite. Elyse said she has all these boys and asked if they can come!!!

    Stefanie Fine Hiller Attorney at Law Fine & Bassik 316 Great Neck Road Great Neck, NY 11021 (516) 487-4800 (516) 993-5508 Mobile

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  4. Y’all are so cute. I love this piece. Good to see a string marriage survive.

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  5. You should write a lot on how to make a marriage work! It’s amazing you are still happy together after all these years. Loved what you wrote for him. Many congrats on 25 years. 🙂

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  6. Wonderful…on many levels! 🙂

    ps. Was icecream involved?

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  7. Sounds like a good fit. Congrats on 25 years! That’s fantastic.

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  8. Congrats, ICM! Sounds like a great adventure the two of you have had. I hope the wife and I make it that far as well!!

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  9. Love this. ❤

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  10. I didn’t know you guys were high school sweethearts…It makes me love you even more, and I didn’t think that was possible.

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    • not from the same high school… we met when I was 15 up at the bungalow colony upstate.. but we didn’t start seriously dating till i was 19. and i so appreciate the love! right back atcha! hope the training is going well! xo 🙂

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  11. Absolutely beautiful.

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