The Love of My Life | From the Heart

It was early in 1989; Maureen and I had been dating for a few weeks. In my post at the beginning of last October, I had written about my “triple-positive” in the midst of Maureen’s recent diagnosis of her breast cancer turning “triple-negative.” As I said in that CaringBridge post, “I’m now going to turn to what I call my triple-positive: meeting Maureen, proposing to Maureen and being married to Maureen, three of the best things in my life, up until the birth of our three kids.” I had also written in that same post about how our love story began. “I figured that a dozen red roses arriving on Christmas Eve at her family’s home in Ridgewood might do the trick…” It did. And, 26 years ago on Groundhog Day, I had a crazy idea, an idea from the heart. Celebrating the twelve days of Christmas is a tradition known to many, as is the song born from it. Our daughter, Kyla, sang a version of this song with her middle school choir at a Holiday Concert at St. Andrew’s Episcopal School this past Christmas season. It was beautiful, even though I didn’t have my bride of 24 years by my side to listen with me. However, I am getting ahead of myself. It is 12 days before Valentine’s Day in 1989, and I was courting the love of my life, Maureen. As I said in my post this past October, I knew I was going to marry Maureen, but I still had to convince her of the same idea! The dozen roses at Christmas started our journey,...