I remember it like it was yesterday.
The vision remains emblazoned in my brain.
That smile. Those eyes. Your hair. Your figure.
Nothing has ever been so striking. Nothing has ever made my jaw drop like this before. A vision that made me double take. The only person I had ever seen that made my knees quiver.
Strange as it may sound, but men really do drool when they see a beautiful woman. It is really more of a sensation in the back of our throats. It is odd for sure. But until you, it had never happened to me before.
That walk. That gentle sway in your gait. That elegance. That shy way of being confident.
Perfection. Perfection from every view.
You know what? While we may be celebrating 37 years ago. Everything I said above very well could have been yesterday. Because it all remains true to this day.
I felt invisible that day. There was no way anyone around you saw anyone else. They certainly didn't see me with you. How could they? Perfection walked through the West End that day. And she walked with me. How could a stupid Texas boy get so lucky? How did she end up on my arm? I am baffled to this very day.
And yet here we are 37 years later. Still together. I still feel invisible around you. Nothing has changed. You have become more beautiful. More elegant. Sexier. Even more exciting.
I believe in miracles. Without that belief life would be unbearable. You were my first miracle. The first time I realized dreams could come true. The first time I ever felt like I got something I didn't deserve, but got anyway. That miracle has grown into marriage, children, grandchildren and a life I would never trade for anything.
I could tell the story over and over again. Benigans. Homeless dancers. My first real "good night kiss". It is still a miracle of day 37 years later.
Love at first sight. Love forever.
Happy Date-aversary. It really is my favorite day.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
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