People notice his movie-star good looks
but his inside is even more spectacular.
I cannot imagine my life without this wonderful man.
Non-judgmental, he really listens. And helps and encourages. Every one needs a man like him.
His thoughtfulness and ability to make me laugh helps rid tension at the end of a day.
In turn, I don’t overeat, so he’s helping keep me thin.
I dubbed him “My Husband” and we joke that ours is the perfect marriage:
we don’t sleep together and
we live in separate apartments separated by four floors.
Climbing the distance helps keep both us in shape.
He remembers my birthday and picks me up things on sale.
When I need a shoulder to cry on, he offers me both of his.
And a stuffed animal.
And then he hugs me until I stop sobbing.
When summer began, he surprised me by doing my windows.
All five of them.
I didn’t realize I had such a beautiful view of Manhattan.
That step started an avalanche.
I decided to declutter and rid my place of unwanted items.
Which led to a greater appreciation of my home.
I re-arranged furniture so that my “new” apartment is welcoming.
I sleep better and am more creative.
He supports my artistic lifestyle and never makes me feel bad about my decisions.
Even my stupid, “what-was-I-thinking?” ones.
By living frugally, we keep ourselves out of debt
and a coffee out becomes a great treat.
It’s not about the location, it’s about the company.
And he’s the best you could ask for.
With him I understand why people want marriage.
He’s a partner, helping me evolve and grow as a person and as an artist.
Such a journey is not without stumbles,
and his strength picks me back up and puts me back on track again.
Ours is a fairy tale friendship.
It took me several decades, but
I met my modern day Prince
and days I’m feeling particularly generous,
I share him with my other wonderful friends.
Everyone needs a Prince Robert Bruce.
To him, I say,
“Thank you so much for everything and for being you, mi amor.”