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It is hard to believe that today three years have gone by. At times it seems as if only yesterday I was the happiest a human could ever be, laughing with my faults and at life in general, and enjoying everything that is possible to share.

This story may sound like it came from a 1940's romance movie. And to those of you old enough to remember those movies it may seem that way to you -- It seems so to me.

I cannot remember the number of months that passed between our first meeting and the first day of our beginning. I want to say it was about five months, maybe eight or nine, I'm not sure. I do remember each encounter, though, talking about everything and nothing, laughing at the events of the day, mostly smiling at each other. Throughout the day I found myself thinking about our next meeting rather than concentrating on the job at hand.

We met at the company where she worked. At that time I was a contract programmer at that company. Our meeting was purely by accident when we both happened to be outside in the designated smoking area. I have no idea who introduced us. I do remember catching myself staring at her. She had the warmest smile and the most beautiful affectionate eyes I have ever seen. I remember too that she stood proudly and a few inches shorter than I in stature. Her middle of the shoulders length dark hair was parted in the middle and accented her face well.

After so many months of talking, a situation had occurred where she needed a place to stay. For whatever reason I cannot recall, and without any hesitation, I pulled my house keys from my pocket and said that she could move her things in to my house. Keep in mind that during these months being around each other, not once had we gone out on a date, we had not held hands, we never kissed. The desire was there within me and I think for her as well. But it was sufficient for both of us the way things were.

I do remember one day a few weeks before she moved in when we were walking back to our respective areas within the building when we came to the stairwell where I was to leave her. I stopped, opened the door, and turned around to say good bye. She was standing right in front of me, looking up into my eyes. I suddenly had this overwhelming desire to take her in my arms and kiss her as passionately as ever a kiss could be. But the chicken-shit in me took over since we were at work (appearances, and all that crap) and I regret to this day not acting sooner.

When I arrived home that evening I went into the house through the garage as I always did. She was standing there in the kitchen with the biggest satisfied grin on her face. I dropped everything I was carrying right there on the floor and took her face in my hands and kissed her.

Why oh why did I wait so long, I thought.

Her face felt warm and soft in my hands. Our kiss was as warm as her smile I remembered seeing that first day. It was if we were saying hello for the first time.

For the next eleven years, our life together was absolutely perfect. Every touch, every kiss, was just like that first time where we stood in the kitchen. Yes. We did have a few periods of time where we had to deal with some of life's stresses, the kids, finances, etc. But not once, not ever, was there any doubt or diminishing of our love. In the evenings when we would go to bed we were always wrapped in each others arms. She would lay her head on my chest, drape her leg over mine, and lightly rub her fingers through my chest hair. I can to this day instantly recall the smell of her hair and feel her warm breath on my chest.

One of the worst things to happen to anyone in life is to lose a spouse. More so for those of us that are lucky enough to be with the one true love everyone says is out there. I consider myself the luckiest man alive because I had the most beautiful specimen of a woman who chose to spend the rest of her life with me.

When I heard this song after she died, I immediately thought of her, what we had shared, what we were to share, and how unfair life can be. It is to my loving wife, Vicki, that I dedicate the song, Sacrifice, by Creed.

Hello my friend
We meet again
It's been a while
Where should we begin?
Feels like forever
Within my heart
Are memories
Of perfect love that
You gave to me
Oh, I remember
When you are with me
I'm free, I'm careless
I believe
Above all the others
We'll fly
This brings tears
To my eyes
My sacrifice

We've seen our share
Of ups and downs
Oh, how quickly life
Can turn around
In an instant
It feels so good to reunite
Within yourself and
Within your mind
Let's find peace there

'Cause when you are
With me
I'm free, I'm careless
I believe
Above all the others
We'll fly
This brings tears
To my eyes
My sacrifice

I just want to
Say hello again
I just want to
Say hello again

When you are with me
I'm free, I'm careless
I believe
Above all the others
We'll fly
This brings tears
To my eyes

'Cause when you are
With me
I'm free, I'm careless
I believe
Above all the others
We'll fly
This brings tears
To my eyes
My sacrifice
My sacrifice

(I just want to
Say hello again)
I just want to
Say hello again

My sacrifice

Sweetness, I just want to say hello again.

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