Sunday, January 21, 2007

One For the Books

Mike and I traveled on the periphery of each other's lives until one night when he joined some friends and attended a party at my house. It was then, while we sat outside by the pool on a bench as the others were inside, that I really saw him. Of course, it was mostly because I rescued him from a spider crawling near his head while he tried unsuccessfully not to freak out but nonetheless, a friendship was born. A while later we would fall in love.

It's rare in this life to find a person who truly loves you unconditionally that isn't related to you by blood. Mike is the person who taught me by example about selflessness and true love. He shows me time and again with his integrity that good men do exist. He'll also, without question, slash the tires of anyone who wrongs me- so don't get on my bad side. Heh. He is, to this day, one of two men I've dated for over a year which is significant given my 6 month max out on relationships. And he is also one of my very best friends.

When I think about Mike now there are no lingering regrets for the love affair we once had. I can remember vividly the time he blared Frank Sinatra from his car radio while parked along West Cliff Drive, the ocean tide playing back up to this moonlight serenade, as we danced in the light of the headlights in celebration my birthday. He was a wonderful boyfriend. People often raise an eyebrow when they hear we used to date and are now such good friends- even weirder are the looks when we were housemates for two years. . . "You mean, it isn't weird with you guys?" they ask suspiciously. Um, no. If you saw us together you'd get it. It's actually quite fantastic this friendship we have created. And now? I get to see him happy and in love with a truly perfect woman for him. The fact that I had a little hand in introducing them makes it all the more special for me.

He's a good egg- humble and generous, compassionate and thoughtful (when he remembers- he has a horrible memory), sarcastic and witty, sensitive and romantic, loyal and independent, intelligent and a very talented writer. You can see for yourself here. You can go one farther and vote. It is, afterall, his birthday today. Let's show my good friend some love, shall we?

Happy Birthday Mikey! I love you.
XO,
Sizz

11 comments:

g-man said...

Very nicely done. I can relate to a degree. I'd also like to think that that there are many more examples of good men existing. Perhaps he can return the favor by introducing you to another good one.

Nihilistic said...

YAY - Happy Birthday to Mikey!

JavaJabber said...

I put my vote it. Hell, he had me on hello. (I can dream...he's hot...for sure.)

A fellow capricorn too. Oh my heart soars. Too bad he's in love and I'm married.

Damn, life is just not fair.

Bre said...

Having had an (albiet much shorter) are we lov-ahs? moment with my best friend, I completely understand the sentiment! A lovely post, and I'm off to vote :)

snackiepoo said...

Awww, very nice birthday post! He is a cute, oui?

I think it is amazing....when you find someone that loves you unconditionally, you tend to forget that there is any other kid of love really.

sandra said...

Happy birthday, Mikey!!!

JustRun said...

Happy Birthday to your kind and talented buddy!

Jenny said...

yep, he's a good egg :)

happy happy mike!

Shafa said...

From this description, Mike is the kind of guy I (and every other guy should) want to be like.

Bone said...

People often raise an eyebrow when they hear we used to date and are now such good friends...

I've never understood that. There's no reason two mature people who love each other shouldn't be able to remain close and have a wonderful relationship after dating.

It sounds like you share a rare closeness and wonderful relationship. Good for you!

Becky said...

What a nice post for your friend! I'm also good friends with my college BF, and though we didn't live together after we broke up, I think we could have. THere are just aren't enough people that realize that having a great friend far outweighs just about anything else.