Doc you are the man I love,

Sent to me from gods above.

Your loving kindness knows no bounds,

You are the dearest man I’ve found.

You have surprised me yet again

I love you ten times ten times ten;

A rhyming poet I am not~

But I know what a good man I’ve got.

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I’m not sure I can get these photo’s of Doc to upload but I’ll give them a try.  He’s usually the one behind the camera; but here he’s on our dock in his old clothes feeding his crab pots before we feast on them.

What you can’t see is his full head of beautiful thick white hair that he’s had since his 30’s.  What you can’t see are his warm brown eyes and loving demeanor.  Or the way he loves to windowshop and will bring me things to try on in the dressing room.

Yes, there is the bit of him that thinks he’s knows it all, comes with the territory of being a surgeon who was willing to cut into people, remodel their bodies, and fix them up when they went through windshields.  He doesn’t mean to sound arrogant at times; he’s just very confidant, certain he knows best. . . .to my chagrin, and our three sons, he’s usually right.

But the overwhelming aspect of this man’s personality is his generosity, and being the frequent recipient of that trait, I am moved to write this today.  Cases in point:

My birthday last week was chronicled already with our day out, new NYC clothes, a lovely fleur-dy-lys necklace (our special symbol).  Then a week later a ‘special’ package came in the mail.  Much mystery surrounding said package, which Auntie M was not allowed near.  That night, a small gift box on my chest.  Inside: A lovely ring he designed for my right hand, an oval sapphire with two oval emeralds, tiny diamonds draping down the shank which is carved in the vintage manner I favor.

To say I was shocked would be an understatment.  What y’all don’t know is that 14 years ago when our house burned down, I lost a similar ring, the ring Doc gave me when he asked me to live with him.

I’m overwhelmed with how good he is to me.  And then it gets better.

Remember the piano recital, how moved and invigorated I was?  And how my old upright was loaned out and I was determined to get it back?  This is the piano I’ve had since 3rd grade, way too many a good few years ago.  The soundboard doesn’t hold a tuning.  The people I loaned it to have not been helpful in getting it back; I’ve learned they let their child use magic marker to put the letters on the keys…that’s what you get for loaning.  I haven’t said much, but I was diasppointed.  A stack of new music I’d bought in preparation had been put aside.  The piano is still at their home, not ours.  I pushed it to the back of my mind.  In the weight of our friends with cancer, the economy, health issues, etc, this is not an urgent matter.

Yesterday in Sam’s Club, I headed to food, Doc to get light bulbs.  When we met up, he had a huge box in his cart, and said “Merry Christmas.”  A Yamaha keyboard, compact and lovely, plays in the voice of all kinds of instruments from violin to trumpet to harp and then some.  Has a lovely plain ol’ piano tone.  Is now set  up in our living room, the new music up on the rack, the book on how to use it’s many functions for this technophobe half read and digested.

The first piece I played last night for him was the theme from M*A*S*H–remember our dog is named Radar?  the second was a piece I’ve always wanted to play, Bach’s “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desire.”

This is the huge generosity of this man.  This is why this man is one to keep and hold onto and never get let go of.  This is the man I adore and who I love waking up next to every day.

Do I know how lucky I am?

You betcha!!!

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