“Love isn’t about finding someone who won’t fight with you or make you sad. It’s about finding the person who will still be standing there wiping the tears away, holding you in their arms after a fight. The one who will never leave, no matter how hard things get.” –Unknown.
Joey and I met online – POF (Plenty of Fish) to be exact. He messaged me, we started chatting, and I asked him what he did for work. He sent me three long paragraphs in response. I was running out the door at the time and thought to myself, “I’m not reading this!” I met up with some girlfriends and decided to read the message out loud. All of us immediately thought, “HE’S AN ANGEL!” He talked about his work with TBI (traumatic brain injury) patients and about how important and fulfilling his job was.
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I knew on the first date that he was the one. We were at the Maritime Aquarium in Connecticut. At one point we went for a walk outside by the river and saw two swans and a rainbow, and Joey started singing Aerosmith. As if that wasn’t enough, he began speaking in a British accent, so I played along and did the same. In that moment of complete nerdiness, I knew he was who I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with. It was like we had known each other in a past life and I could be myself. Completely. I got home and told my mother, I met my husband.
I was 26 years old, still living at home and never had the responsibility of having to pay rent. While Joey was 33, working three jobs, living on his own, and hustling to get ahead.