Random memories...
Do you remember...
... when I first drove to Evansville that weekend and we went grocery shopping, made dinner and I professed to you that I had a huge crush on you on the couch and you acted so shocked and then asked me to sleep in the bed with you...
... when you drove all the way to Cincinnati just to have dinner with me and my friends and then had to turn right around and go back home...
... when we almost set the house on fire cooking for your landlords on that silly little grill that you used lighter fluid on instead of Sterno...
... when we had sex in that crappy little apartment I was living in and afterwards you looked me in the eye and told me that we hold each other in the balance...
... when you got Bailey for me for Christmas and he was so little and cute and cried all night long...
... when you took me "camping" on my 30th birthday and the only spot we could find was a parking lot in West Virginia that was overrun by skunks...
... when you were asked at the last minute to fill in for the conductor at the Santa Fe Opera and I surprised you by jumping on a plane and driving my ass up there to arrive at intermission...
... when we used to have leave each other at the Louisville airport and it literally physically hurt to drive away from you...
... when you came out to the congregation at church and I could barely hold back the uncontrollable sobbing... I was more proud of you that day that at any moment in our lives together...
... when we went to Rome and got into a screaming match at 3 a.m. in the middle of the street...
... when my cat was declawed and you accidentally let her out of the bedroom and she tracked bloody pawprints all over my roommate's white carpet...
... when I took you to Disney World for your 30th birthday and they gave us the wrong room key and you opened the door to find 5 Korean teen-age girls in their nightgows screaming...
... when we took our first trip to Rehoboth Beach and someone asked how long we had been together and I said six months and you said that you couldn't wait until you could say six years...
... when you shaved your chest but left just a diamond-shaped patch right in the middle and it looked so funny...
... when I bought that fake chest hair and came to bed with it on and you reached over and almost screamed...
... when we were in Prague and spent the whole evening being escorted around town by Sasha, the drag queen from Vladivostock and she kept buying us champagne...
... all the 8 1/2 years we've shared our lives together and all the laughs and the tears and the love and the anger and the love and the love and the love...
I love you, Bob... With every bit of everything I am... I have yet to find another person who I could even imagine spending one iota of what I have with you... You're my boy... and always will be... I love you...
... when I first drove to Evansville that weekend and we went grocery shopping, made dinner and I professed to you that I had a huge crush on you on the couch and you acted so shocked and then asked me to sleep in the bed with you...
... when you drove all the way to Cincinnati just to have dinner with me and my friends and then had to turn right around and go back home...
... when we almost set the house on fire cooking for your landlords on that silly little grill that you used lighter fluid on instead of Sterno...
... when we had sex in that crappy little apartment I was living in and afterwards you looked me in the eye and told me that we hold each other in the balance...
... when you got Bailey for me for Christmas and he was so little and cute and cried all night long...
... when you took me "camping" on my 30th birthday and the only spot we could find was a parking lot in West Virginia that was overrun by skunks...
... when you were asked at the last minute to fill in for the conductor at the Santa Fe Opera and I surprised you by jumping on a plane and driving my ass up there to arrive at intermission...
... when we used to have leave each other at the Louisville airport and it literally physically hurt to drive away from you...
... when you came out to the congregation at church and I could barely hold back the uncontrollable sobbing... I was more proud of you that day that at any moment in our lives together...
... when we went to Rome and got into a screaming match at 3 a.m. in the middle of the street...
... when my cat was declawed and you accidentally let her out of the bedroom and she tracked bloody pawprints all over my roommate's white carpet...
... when I took you to Disney World for your 30th birthday and they gave us the wrong room key and you opened the door to find 5 Korean teen-age girls in their nightgows screaming...
... when we took our first trip to Rehoboth Beach and someone asked how long we had been together and I said six months and you said that you couldn't wait until you could say six years...
... when you shaved your chest but left just a diamond-shaped patch right in the middle and it looked so funny...
... when I bought that fake chest hair and came to bed with it on and you reached over and almost screamed...
... when we were in Prague and spent the whole evening being escorted around town by Sasha, the drag queen from Vladivostock and she kept buying us champagne...
... all the 8 1/2 years we've shared our lives together and all the laughs and the tears and the love and the anger and the love and the love and the love...
I love you, Bob... With every bit of everything I am... I have yet to find another person who I could even imagine spending one iota of what I have with you... You're my boy... and always will be... I love you...