My partner Sara and I met because of a dog and a disaster.
The sea swelled with tsunami in 2004, and in the wake of that waning wave in Asia, I swooned, so to speak—first for a dog—then for that canine’s companion—the woman who has given me the amazing years of my life.
This week was our six-year anniversary. And here’s the history that made that happen.
In 2006, Sara was still directing a major international NGO’s response to the 2004 tsunami that killed hundreds of thousands in Southeast Asia, while I was working in Lexington as an artist-in-residence, facilitating creative learning opportunities for disabled adults. These employment realities brought us together, my needing to supplement my measly artist’s income by pet sitting and Sara’s needing to travel while at the same time caring for her dog.
However, I didn’t fall for Sara right away, as least not until I dreamed I was in love with her a couple of months after we met and woke up the next morning with a passion for her that has yet to wane.
Sometimes things are meant to be and lives are linked in strangely synchronic ways. For example, neither of us was aware of when we first met, that our mothers had been dear friends for a number of years before either of us knew anything about the other. We never met in the context of that friendship.
But sometimes love is meant to be. Sometimes there’s a cosmic and uncanny rightness about a relationship and the romance that brings two people together.
So today, in honor of our anniversary, I thought I’d share why Sara impressed me six years ago this week and why I’ve been swooning ever since.
And if you can tolerate my unabashed pride in this woman I love, please come with me on a photographic journey through Sara’s work—a path that brought us together—my partner’s path in action.
A path that involves rocking:
Sometimes her work involves children:
Sometimes it involves Clintons:
Sometimes it involve speaking:
Always it involves pulling your weight:
Even bringing out the heavy artillery:
But often we do the heavy lifting together:
Yes, sometimes I make Sara want to pull her hair out:
But basically we live our lives like everyone else–loving one another. We just sometimes do it from far away places:
Loving one another:
And the dog that brought us together:
Not to mention our other dog:
There’s nothing as amazing as this woman and the passion we share. A love like ours only happens once in lifetime—yes, once in a blue swoon.
Happy anniversary, Baby!
Do you associate love in your life with any particular color? What brought you and your partner together?
(To read an article about Sara that was published this past year in the “Lexington Herald Leader”, click here.)
Note: This piece is written in response to this week’s daily post challenge, asking bloggers to use color as a jumping off place for the post that follows.