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Love At The End… February 14, 2018

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A simple promise on Valentine’s Day… and, appropriately enough, it comes from a story The Cinnamon Girl (my Valentine) shared with me.

When the end of my days arrives, I hope to be able to speak in those final moments, to be peaceful in the approach and to tell those I love just how much I love them.

I hope to be able to tell The Cinnamon Girl just how much she has taught me love, how much she has changed my world, how much she has made me better.

But here is the promise, if I am not able to speak, if death comes too quickly, know this: just because my last words were not “I love my Cinnamon Girl” only means I did not have the time or ability to say it.

It will surely be my last thought.

Happy Valentine’s Day to my Valentine.

Cinnamon and me final

You see us together…


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Best Combination, 10 Times Over

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Tin. Tin is the traditional gift for one’s 10th anniversary. The modern gift, by-the-way, is diamonds but no diamonds will be proffered to The Cinnamon Girl today.

Frankly, no tin will be, either. We have decided to treat ourselves to a lovely vacation in lieu of exchanging presents this year and it is killing me (but her birthday is in just over a month and I’ll make up for it, then!).

For reasons known only to her (and, I suspect, to God), The Cinnamon Girl married me and I married her 10 years ago today. And, while I could do some clever math adding up to 10 concerning the past decade –

Oh, hell, I have to do it now that I’ve thought of it!

1 purchased home +

3 graduations from high school +

2 new cats +

2 parents passing +

1 major job change +

1 perfect wife = 10!

Um, as I was saying, I could do some clever math, but I will resist the impulse. Instead I want to write about tin.

There is nothing particularly special about this metal. It is soft. My brave wife is the strongest woman I know. It is malleable. My incredible wife is the most confident and convicted a person as I know. It is not particularly shiny or attractive. My beautiful wife is absolutely dazzling.

What it has going for it is that it combines with other metals incredibly well and it makes them new, different, better. It changes and revitalizes them. That is what tin does.

Without question, that is what The Cinnamon Girl did for me when I met her over a decade ago. She did it when she and I married on a June 9 in 2007. She made me new, different and better.

With sincere apologies to all of my wonderful friends who are not her, The Cinnamon Girl is the person with whom I want to spend my time, free and otherwise. She is the first thing I think about in the mornings, the last thing I pray about when I fall to sleep. She is the best friend I have ever had and she is the wisest person I know.

She is my wife and the combination is all but perfect.

Happy Anniversary, Cinnamon Girl. I love you more today than I did yesterday, but not as much as I will tomorrow.

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Magic Numbers

I’m thinking of a number… a couple of numbers, actually.

You don’t have to guess them. I’ll tell you what they are.




1 plus 1 is 2. That’s one of the easiest addition problems of them all. It’s the first equation most of us learn. and is 2.
This is an equation that means a lot to me, not just today, but every day of my life. In this case 1 (The Cinnamon Girl) plus 1 (Me) equals US. The 2 of us, we can make it if we try!

And we do. We do try, but it’s not like it’s hard work. The Cinnamon Girland I are incredibly well suited, amazingly in-sync, entirely compatible. It’s not an exaggeration to say that I care at least as much about her happiness as I do about my own.

I know she feels the same way. That’s a fact I never, ever doubt.

But our lives, in that our marriage took place has never been about just the 2 of us… it’s ever been about the 5 of us. The Cinnamon Girl, Me, H.J. jr, Stretch and Sous Chef. Our marriage has always been about our family and about building as strong a family as we can.

I hope we’ve done a good job. The kids will, ultimately, but the judges of that.

It’s been 7 years. The Cinnamon Girl and I married 7 years ago today. It was one of the best days of my life up until then and it remains such now.

Here’s a bonus number: add these 3 above numbers together, and the sum is 14, as it 2014. Fun with numbers.

I’ve said it before and I will say it again, as often as I think to “I want to live with a Cinnamon Girl. I can be happy the rest of my life with a Cinnamon Girl.”

Jeff and Caroline

You see us together, chasing the moonlight.

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When I Knew/How I Continue To Know … A Brief Valentine’s Day Reflection

I don’t know how you know. I do know how I knew.

Conversation Hearts

I only want to spend time with her …

Her interests interest you as much as my own … 

She’s the first thought when I wake up …

She’s the last thought when I go to sleep …

Every pain is lessened, every joy intensified …

Every moment is better.

This is how I knew.

I’ve said it before, I think it daily and I know I will say it again: “I want to live with a Cinnamon Girl. I can be happy the rest of my life with a Cinnamon Girl.

Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.

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Happy Birthday, Cinnamon Girl

My favorite woman in the world has her birthday today. There is something to be said in polite society for not highlight such events and I understand that but I have a problem in that regard.

I always want to celebrate my wife and I look for any and every excuse to do so.

She is wise.

She is beautiful.

She is talented.

She is a consummate chef,

a devoted daughter,

a considerate and amazing mother,

a stunning author,

a supportive and loving wife.

She is brilliant.

She is irreverent.   

She is funny.

She is the most fully realized woman I know.

The Cinnamon Girl is my best friend.

You see us together...

Baby, every year that passes, every birthday of yours – is another year we’ve been together. That is a tremendous blessing to me.

You are a tremendous blessing to me.

 I keep on thinking about you, Sister Golden Hair surprise and I just can’t live without you. Can’t you see it in my eyes?

I’ve said before that I want to live with a Cinnamon Girl and I am lucky enough to get to do so, lucky enough to wake up next to you every day.

Happy birthday, baby.

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A Half Dozen – Happy Anniversary,Baby

You see us together...

You see us together…

Six years ago today, I got married for the second time.

I wanna live
With a cinnamon girl
I could be happy
The rest of my life
With a cinnamon girl.

Within minutes of my first date with The Cinnamon Girl, I knew I didn’t want it to end. 


There were complexities. We were divorced. We were co-workers. We were parents. We weren’t looking to marry.

But, here’s the deal. I knew it then. I know it now.

The Cinnamon Girl is worth it.

Brilliant and beautiful, my wife is at once the smartest and funniest woman I know. There are few – women or men – with wits as quick as hers and  fewer still with knowledge coming anywhere close to what she possesses. She is insightful and analytic. She is passionate and bold. She is confident and unwavering.

Save for the fact that she married me, she’s about perfect.

She tells me I have “the crazy eyes” when I look at her.

Well, my eyes are not crazy and here is what they see:

A wonderful mother to the children we share

A devoted daughter.

A perfect partner.

A talented teacher.

A brilliant chef.

A soul mate for me in any and every way.

A woman of passion, of belief, of strength, of conviction.

I am always my best self with her because she brings out the best me possible.

I hope I do the same for her.

I know it’s possible to love someone every day more than the day before because I do.

I love you Cinnamon Girl.  We started this chapter later in our lives than many but writing these pages with you is the best part of what I do.

You see us together,
Chasing the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl.

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And There Came a Valentine’s Day… My Favorite Love Story

LoveI think about my favorite love story all the time and I never know what is going to bring it to mind.  Sometimes the trigger is a song – cliché, I know, but true. Sometimes it’s a meal . Sometimes it’s a the hint of a memory.  I found myself thinking about a chapter of my favorite love story early this week on a trip to Target.

I will relieve any potential suspense right now: my favorite love story is the one I live with The Cinnamon Girl. I have mixed feelings about talk of one marrying one’s best friend. I have heard about the perils of dating in the workplace let alone marrying someone with whom one works. I know people say familiarity breeds contempt.

When it comes to The Cinnamon Girl and me some of those notions begin to break down.

She is my best friend. We work together very closely, team teaching an American Studies class to high schoolers (she’s a little bit history and I’m a little bit American Literature). She is so familiar to me I know what she’s thinking before she says it. She knows what I am thinking before I’ve thought about thinking it!

Call it “chapter two” or “act two” for us. This is a second marriage, one that brought “hers” and “mine” in terms of kids to the household. This is a second marriage of two people well into their adult lives. This is a second marriage of individuals who knew what they wanted from marriage and were old enough to understand it in a way neither had before.

The Cinnamon Girl  and I wanted the same things at this phase of our lives: a loving home for our children. Stability for our lives.

Predictability. partnership. Passion.

I certainly got all of that with her and I am utterly in love with her and utterly biased about all that she is for me, how she parents our children and the way I am the best man I can be when I am with her.

Every little thing she does is magic.

Which brings me to Target and this specific chapter in my favorite love story… Many decry Valentine’s Day, which is perfectly fine. I use the holiday as an excuse to buy The Cinnamon Girl gifts. I love buying this woman presents. Having received a number of things I ordered online for her, I realized that I wanted to get her something more special and more personal (turns out that was going to be Crushed Berries  nail polish which she was having trouble finding). All through the early part of the week, I waited for a chance to run to Walgreens or Target to get it for her, but I never could.


Because The Cinnamon Girl and I are so rarely apart – we want to spend so much time (like ALL our time) in each others’ company that I wasn’t able to get away on my own very readily… (I did make it happen before V-Day, but it was tough).

That’s my story. And I’m sticking with her.

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