Re: It's official! and the Becky/Joey love story :o)

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Dee...

Harry the heater man ) Awwwww...

Nope - no date yet set for the Becky/Joey nuptuals - I think it's in

the realm of 2007. Hopefully I'll be post-braces and close to

finishing graduate school.

OK - being as you all love Joey as much as I do - I figured I'd give

you a little more info. The first time I saw him was in 8th grade -

he was playing our school in basketball and had hair quite like

Mc. So cute ) The next year we were in high school together

and became good friends. He's my complete opposite - quiet, laid

back, really into sports. I was a loud, brass cheerleader...but

somehow knew I had to be with him. I basically stalked him for the

better part of two years (not recommended...but it worked) I'd show

up at basketball games and track meets. I changed my schedule senior

year after " finding " his in the guidance dept! I'd even have my mom

drive us by his house frequently...which was on a dead end! I know -

I was hopeless...but I knew he was the one.

We started dating the end of junior year. We went to the same college

(U of land). We both got jobs in the city afterward. When I

lived here for one year without him - he'd come every weekend to be

with me. We've been together ten years now...and I couldn't be

happier. He's my biggest supporter and my best friend. Awww... He's

exactly like his father and grandfather - extremely gentle but with a

forceful edge. I love him more than life itself.

What's crazy is that as a little girl with a cleft lip/palate - I

always wondered what kind of boy I would find. My parents always told

me I was as pretty as anyone else...but I always figured I'd settle

for something a little less fantastic than what I really wanted. You

can't imagine my surprise when I ended up with the most gorgeous,

wonderful guy out there.

Two years ago - when I was told to fix the fistula they would strongly

suggest this surgery - I was devistated. I thought all the surgery

was behind me. I finally believed I was just as pretty as any NYC

girl...and it all came crashing down. I was back at cleft conferences

and back in braces for the third time. I was listening to how my face

was disformed. Add into the mix that my graduate advisor decided to

move to Germany - leaving me with the choice of going with him or

starting over. I've never cried so much - or felt so overwhelmed.

Joey was there with me - every step of the way. He held me as I

cried. He told me the things I needed to hear...but I could tell he

was sincere. And every once in a while - I could see in his eyes that

he was concerned that I'd be OK - even though it was his job to be the

strong one. He really is a keeper.

OK - now that I've rambled forever...and shed a few, non-pressure

building tears...I'm going to go. He's still at the gym (I had to

convince him that I would be OK for an hour...so cute).

I'm going to post a pic or two of him so you can all love him too )

-becky