C: Christina (WR)

When you look at life’s choices and changes, one of the most profound and influencing choice I ever made was to share my life with Christina.

I fell in like with her the first time I saw her on the dance floor. I danced with her once or twice and figured that I would see her at the next dance. That didn’t happen at the time. It was at a party at one of her housemates house right after Hurricane Gloria that I found her again. We danced together most of the night. We kissed goodbye at the end of the evening and I got her phone number.

For one who hates to make phone calls, I actually decided to call her up and she was there. Either that or she called me, which if it didn’t happen the first time, certainly happened the next. Over the next few weeks my like fell into love.

We began to see each other more often. We’d meet after my classes at Suffolk Community College at Friendly’s and other places. We would go for walks through Port Jefferson. And at dances, well, I had a partner now. I even got to meet her mother when she came to visit. Things were good.

We enjoyed the times we spent with each other. We led busy lives. I was a full-time teacher and she was working on getting her PhD. She moved in with me and 2 years later she accepted my proposal;  we were married and she got her doctorate.

You can read some of my writings about how we met at: http://www.hdhstory.net/Storyblog/?p=384 and http://www.hdhstory.net/Storyblog/?p=402.

Christina has known me now for over half her life. I still have a few years to go to reach that time frame. She is my friend, my lover, my confidant, my support, my critic and buys me great clothes. If I were to change anything about our relationship, I would wish that it had started earlier. As I sign all of my birthday, valentine’s day, mother’s day and anniversary cards to her… Love always. h