Steve Coruzzi’s first impression of the woman he loves is seared onto his vision like a bolt from the deep blue sky.
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She walked confidently towards me, almost gliding above the cobblestone walkway. Chestnut hair that bounced off her shoulders with each step. Her pointed black shoes drummed the pavement in sync with my pulsating heart as she got closer. Her eyes, looking directly into mine—a blue so sharp they saw in me and past me. The warm sun from the early spring afternoon lit up her face as she finally arrived in front of me, a grand smile. “Hello.” The word softly sung from her lips in a Continental accent that was the last straw: Hook. Line. Sinker. Totally true story. Ten years ago this April 12.
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Exactly the same with me and my wife. One look at her and I knew she was the woman I’d been waiting for my entire life. Great, huh? Not really. I was married at the time and she was with – and then married – a friend of mine. Long, painful years went by as we stayed friends, I was named Godfather to their son, I got a divorce, I tried to pretend I’d find someone else, and always – constantly, irrationally, painfully and unendingly – loved her. Miraculously, the time came when they separated and divorced – then, against… Read more »
What a great story! Here’s to another 31 years!