I met Guido on 25th May 1990. I was in Kefalonia, in a realtionship that was going nowhere fast. He had just separated from his wife and neither of us was looking for another love story. Maybe that is why it happened so fast. We talked all night, he invited me to stay with him in Rome and once I arrived there a week later, I never left.
Through the years we have had so many different adventures, travelled far and wide, had a wonderful son (Guido already had a fantastic son so it feels like I am lucky enough to have 2 boys) and lived life to the full every second, the way we decided to when we met. He fast became my best friend and has been my rock for 25 years. I know just how lucky I am to have him in my life and try to make sure he knows it too. Life is never easy all the time but when there are 2 of you to help each other over the occassional obstacles, things seem better.
Guido is not one to make a fuss about things like birthdays and anniversaries (darn) and even for our 25th he was not overly bothered about celebrating. On the actual day we went out for a meal with our youngest son and it was a great way to celebrate quietly.
Last week we decided to take a day and drive to Porlock on the coast. It was just the way the weather ought to be in England, windy and cold! We found a lovely B&B in a thatched cottage there, walked on the pebbly beach, had a good dinner in the village and then drove back to the coast to watch the tide drift out and the sun set. It felt peaceful and romantic. So much so that the atmosphere went to Guido’s head and he got down on one knee to re-propose to me. I said yes immediately – those stones were playing havok with his knees!
Here are some photos of this beautiful place which will always have a special place in my heart. In the very windswept one of me I am holding a heart-shaped stone I found for Guido, which we later left in the chapel for safe keeping of our love. 🙂