I originally made some quick notes about my three loves, in hopes of later using these notes as I wrote more about it all. Hugo’s grandparents, Polly and Bob, were the first bullet point on the list and about them I included phrases about being married for 70+ years, Bob always loving and admiring Polly, and ‘you don’t see marriages like theirs’. I also jotted about Hugo’s mom’s recent frustrations with caring for an aging mother and the short story of putting Polly to bed (the evening I wrote about just last week).
The second of my 3 couples was Mark and Pat – ‘crying about Mark, crying together’, in reference to the two of them telling me during his cancer battle, they would spend long stretches of time sitting together and just crying. My only other note about Mark was that he doesn’t deserve it because he is one of the good ones.
My third and final couple is titled ‘Me and Him’. That’s how we have gone through the past 16 years, together and as a team, both of us equals. My whole reason behind posting these notes was because I stumbled upon them today as I riffled through my binder, in search of real estate study material. My short note sums up what Hugo and I are so I thought I would share it:
My story is littered with other stories. Stories that co-mingle with our own and teach us about ourselves. Everyone always loves our story…it’s one of growing up and intending to grow old together. A story of the ability to forge lifelong friendships, and, most importantly, a story of fierce and beautiful love.
I will end it on that. As I reread those words, I still feel the beauty in writing them. It is the same beauty I have in living it. And I don’t kid about how everyone thoroughly enjoys our real-life love story when we tell them about it – from meeting by chance in high school, to our cross-country adventure, to all the choices that ultimately led to me sitting on the couch typing tonight, missing Hugo while he works during this light rain on the weekend’s eve in Los Angeles.
One day I will get around to writing my short stories or maybe my book. I am sixty hours out from taking and passing my state real estate exam so once that is checked off my list, I will have more time after work and in the evenings to pursue yet another passion project. I know, I know, sounds like a bunch of excuses, but I only have so many hours in the day and so much fight in my heavy eyelids as they close on me nearly every night after a mentally and psychically exhausting work day. Anyways, I love you Hugo ♥