It’s not everyday when someone is able to say, “Today, I’ve spent half my life with this person.”
But today’s that day.
Larry Zoll, my ever-incredible husband, turns 30 today. By Larry turning 30 and adding up all the years we’ve spent together, today is officially the day we have spent half our lives together. That’s pretty damn impressive to achieve by age 30, if you ask me.
We’ve spent 15 years together. We’ve been married for three and a half. It’s amazing to think that what many people assumed was adorable puppy-love at 15 years old was indeed, love built to last half a lifetime. And at this rate, the rest of our lives indeed.
Larry is a very different person than when I first met him 15 years go: a little taller, substantially better fashion choices, a terminal degree. Maybe a smidge less hair on top. Still sexy as hell.
But some things don’t change: his geeky love of technology and gadgets. A diverse taste in music and the arts. His sometimes banal, sometimes astute, always cheeky sense of humor. And being one of the most genuinely good people I know. He’s literally a good guy, a good person – a good man. He’s got a big heart, solid values, an enviable work ethic, and he’s one helluva cook.
I suppose that’s why I’ve stuck around for 15 years
And to be honest – 15 years sounds like a lot, but having lived half my life with Larry, it certainly doesn’t feel like a long time at all.
I can still remember our summer romps to Ocean City, NJ. His Sophomore Cotillion. The “I can’t get to Lancaster, PA fast enough” train rides to visit him at college. I can even tell you what I was wearing the night of our first kiss at 15 years old (a very ugly pink skirt and a crocheted cream blouse). It was in the Glen Landing Middle School chorus room, in front of the blackboard. It was incredible.
The three-hour phone calls. Our parents chauffeuring us back and forth between our houses before he got his license. Our movie/make-out dates. The anniversary gifts and dinners. The letters when he went on vacation (which I still have). The postcards from the UK while he studied abroad (which I still have).
The very first card you ever gave me, on our one-month (one month!) anniversary, that read “Growing old with you will be the coolest thing I’ve ever done” that I saved all those years, scanned, photoshopped out your handwriting, printed and gave BACK to you for our first wedding anniversary…
Sometimes I feel like I blinked and 15 years flew by. But I can turn and look to my side and see you still standing there, still walking with me hand and hand, still totally head over heels in love with each other.
Being able to wake up next to you every day, to know that this is your fifteenth birthday we’ve celebrated together… well, I just feel like the luckiest damn girl on the planet.
Cheers, love. Here’s to a lifetime of birthdays together.
I know that everything’s alright.
Because it’s you through all these years,
And I’m still in love with you.”
- Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Happy Birthday, love