me & the hubbs. An Emjayandthem (C) photo
Happened across this song the other day and it took me back. Back to living in Connecticut where I met the Hubbs. I was a divorced single parent of a 5-year-old boy; he was a well-traveled businessman from the midwest. I had a child. I did not date. I worked and took care of my son. But a relentless girlfriend dragged me out on a Friday night and that’s where we met. He chatted with her (I thought he liked my friend) but, little did I know, he was working his way to me. (foxy loxie that he is)
From the start, we had every obstacle in our way. Before we even had our first date, my employer announced we were relocating 6 states away.. in 4 months. But summer was nearing and, cautiously, we started spending time together – the 3 of us – how’s that for romance? Seeing a big shouldered man play with a teenage-mutant-ninja-turtled little boy softened my wounded heart.
One night we wrangled a sitter & decided to see the movie we were hearing a lot about, “When Harry met Sally.” Understand, Mr. Hubbs doesn’t like movies. Doesn’t go to movies. Didn’t know it then but he accommodated …me.
Can’t hear this song without thinking of him and that summer we fell in love .. over playdates with a 5-year-old, and day trips to New York City.
Update: we moved, he moved too, we married, had 2nd son, lived, loved and laughed together. And here we are … 19 years later.. and tonight’s “date night!” Think I’m gonna dig out our Harry Connick cds for later … And our 5-year-old boy? He’s now a grown man, married to his love who brought a 5-year-old boy to their marriage. That little boy.. you guessed it .. he loves Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, too.
