MK your wife has a lovely name and a lovely idea! What did she do to deserve you?
Kidding!
I fell in love with Miss Drienk on the first day of her freshman year. I asked her out that night. Oddly enough she agreed to go out with me again. Our second date - I told her I was going to marry her. She looked at me like I was crazy. But whether it's Stockholm Syndrome or perhaps some condition unknown to psychiatric science, she stuck with me. Four years later she changed her name from HavaDrienk to HavaKaw. That was more than 40 years ago.
I never have figured out how such a smart lady fell for me, or how I managed to garner that one bit of brilliance out of such a strange life that I had led up to that time. Changed my life forever.
I don't know if I believe in love at first sight, because love isn't just a state of being - it is a process. It changes and grows.
When we met Hava was young, slender, beautiful. Now - five children and 45 years later, we have both grown heavier, wrinkled, and, well, old. But I still get goosebumps from holding her hand.
I wrote a poem 5 years ago, shortly after Hava started chemotherapy. I can't post it because of PG-13 restriction...
BTW, in case it's not clear, HavaKaw is a
nom de guerre. I didn't think it right to breach her privacy, but I want a more personal way to refer to her than "my wife", so now she's Hava on line.
