Sometimes, at night, if I could not sleep I would ask TBHITW to tell me a story.
He was a very good story teller.
He would recount the days when he worked offshore on an oil rig in the Gulf Coast.
Or sometimes he would tell me about long, lonely drives back to Michigan for the holidays and how he would listen over and over again to classic holiday songs. "I'll Be Home For Christmas, White Christmas, Joy To The World".
Other stories would be about training for a race or a marathon. Or how he learned how to cook.
Or the jobs he held in high school.
Some of my favorite stories were about him in high school and college and dating.
You see, TBHITW, was a world class, how do you say it? Nerd. Yes, nerd.
Hey, don't get mad at me. I happen to think "nerds" make the best husbands. They don't know they are handsome and they are devoted to their profession, their families and their communities. Nerds also happen to be very smart and humble and honest and well, you get my drift. I always tell my daughter, marry a nerd and you'll be happy for the rest of your life.
Anyway, he would tell me stories of failed dates, awkward moments, and perceived shortcomings. He once told me how he had asked the most popular girl (of course she was a cheerleader) in high school to the drive in movies. He said she never even took her seat belt off through the entire movie. LOL..
My very favorite story of his was how he fell in love with me.
It is late and I can't sleep.
Will you tell me your love story?
If you don't want to post it here, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
There is nothing I love more than a good love story and I promise to hold your story in my heart until I fall asleep.