Still the One at 25
Around Sweetest Day, Joe and I will celebrate twenty-five magnificent years together. The time has flown by, but one thing remains as true today as it was when I first laid eyes on my date as he crossed West 6th Street in Cleveland, his arm flailing wildly, which made me think of the Frankenstein monster's stiff-armed walk: Joe is and always will be the only one for me. I still light up every time he enters a room. I say “around" Sweetest Day because that oddest of holidays, which began in Cleveland in 1921 and is always the third Saturday of October, marks the first time we ever spoke on the phone. It was 39 days after 9/11. Joe attended my 40th birthday dinner with my family six weeks later. By the time the holidays arrived, we were inseparable. Our Hawaiian nuptials February 23, 2015 Like many same-sex couples, we celebrate two anniversaries: one marking our time together and another marking our marriage. We have been married since 2015. By a conservative estimate, Joe and ...
