When Richard Met Jan!
Estimated reading time: 8 minutes, 59 seconds“Is this for me?” she asked. I nodded yes.
As she opened it, I stood by my chair, knowing that I might have to exit if she reacted negatively quickly. Too many times, I have heard the message that you are a nice guy, but I do not feel that way about you.
She looked up from the card and walked toward me.
“Me too. I love you,” Jan said.
We embraced each other tightly, and our lips met in a deep and passionate kiss. It was even more intense than the sweet and lovely kisses we had already shared. I felt like I was flying, and if I hadn’t worn my boots, I was sure this kiss would have knocked my socks off. This was the moment that sealed our love forever. I had always dreamed of finding true love, and now I had finally found it. Love is a beautiful thing that lasts forever and never dies.
This kiss sealed our love forever. I had dreamed of true love and had found it. Love is forever, and it never dies.
Why am I giving her love away when it means so much to me? Click here for the answer.
The conversation we started the night we met lasted for a lifetime. This post is about our last conversation.
- The second chapter of this story is Jan’s Love is All I Ever Needed.
- In addition – Jan’s Sweet Kisses – provides more details on the first kiss.
- Giving Thanks to Jan is about gratitude.
- Was Jan a humanitarian?
- Jan’s Wedding Ring.
- Will you marry me?
- Our Last Conversation
- We Are Getting Married!
- What About the Kids?
- Shadows from the Past
- Wedding Roadblocks
- Road Trippin
Authors Note: In 1973, East Williamsburg had not been named. It was almost three years later that I helped call the neighborhood.
“When Richard Met Jan” is a post about the day Jan and I met in 1973. Yes, she poured wine on my head, but we both knew…
Posted by Richard W. Brown on Monday, November 22, 2021
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After almost 48 years, I recently lost my wife, Jan Lilien. Like The Little Prince, Jan and I believed that “The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.” This blog is a collection of my random thoughts on love, grief, life, and all things considered.
Beautifully written, my friend… thanks for sharing!
Thanks, Steve. I appreciate your friendship and your opinion. The words flow like an incoming tide at the beach. The memories of falling in love with Jan remind me how fortunate I was to be loved by her.
Other memories are bubbling inside of me, waiting for the words to fill the page. Writing about Jan, love, life, and grief helps me during this difficult time. Love never dies. I find this quote by Helen Keller one that helps me manage my grief.
“What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.”
Thanks so very much for reading this post.