029.5 Significant Other

[sam_k_roth]

This has all the potential to get painfully mushy. You've been warned.

1) I know that actions speak louder than words, but, sometimes words are good. Mark isn't afraid to tell me that he loves me. I need affection and those three words, and he isn't scared of giving me what I need.

2) He is generous, sometimes he's too generous to the point he over looks his own needs/wants. But, it is one of the qualities I was most attracted to when we first met.

3) Mark is smart and intelligent without being arrogant. He has the patience to explain things I don't understand as well as he does without ever making me feel stupid.

4) He's good with his hands. In a lot of ways. Our house will never fall apart as long as Mark has tools. The cars will always run great.

5) Mark is very supportive of my career. Even when that means touring the world, crazy fans bothering us at the coffee shop and invasive paparazzi blasting our pictures in the tabloids. He didn't sign up to be a celebrity, I sort of drug him along into all of this crazy. But, he's always there, strong as a rock for all of it.

6) Somehow he knows when I'm not okay. I don't even have to say anything. He can figure it out from a look. Or all the things I don't say. But, he always seems to know when I need him most.

7) He's great with kids.

8) He has the best smile. I mean, really, my husband is great looking, I'm very, very lucky, but there is just something about his smile.

Comments

[morituri_reverie]

I don't know. Ballet dancers aren't the best for video vixens. No boobs. *She motions to her own B-cups as exhibit A.*

Where all did you go?

[sam_k_roth]

In case you forgot about your gay fantasy. Boobs don't do it for me. And, I'm not into vixens. Bit of a romantic, total poetry nerd, I lean toward artsy fartsy shit. Ballerinas and rock music? Sounds like my sort of thing.

Started in Ireland. Then Scotland. London. Paris. Few places in Germany. Italy. Spain. There were 17 stops in total.

[morituri_reverie]

Well, in that case, I'm in. I just didn't want you losing metal points or anything.

Jesus, that sounds awesome. I've never left the country. Which was your favorite?

[sam_k_roth]

I bake bread, write poetry and sing love songs to my husband. I will never, ever be metal.

This will sound so cheesy but it's a toss up between Paris and Barcelona. Mark had this thing happen a few months back and he lost most of his memory. He woke up and everything we had together was gone. Along the way to Paris we decided to renew our wedding vows so he would have memory of it. Went the super cliche route and did it at the Eiffel Tower. Buuuuuuuuuut, in Barcelona, he rented this beautiful suite and we had a candle lit dinner on the roof.

Then again, getting shit faced drunk bar hopping in Hamburg was pretty amazing too.

Go out and see the world! It's incredible.

[morituri_reverie]

He lost his memory? Did he get it back?

[sam_k_roth]

That's still a work in progress. He's on medication that is helping and the plates in his head are going to be replaced with bone graphs. But, he doesn't remember a lot.

[morituri_reverie]

Jesus, I had no idea. He doesn't act like there is anything wrong. He sounded like a therapist and a good one. Did he just not forget his training or is that just him?

[sam_k_roth]

I think a lot of that is just Mark. But, that is one thing he does seem to remember, his training. Maybe because it's a different kind of memory? It's information. Not feelings and images. There are a lot of things he can still remember how to do. Like play the guitar and work on the car.

[morituri_reverie]

I don't know a lot about it but I think those are stored in different parts of the brain. Maybe he didn't hurt the training part. That must have been so hard on you guys. God, did he even remember you?

[sam_k_roth]

No, he woke up and had no idea who I was. I mean he still doesn't remember a lot of our time together. We just...have to rebuild it. [Sam scratched his head and tucked his long hair behind his ear.] It's been a long hard road. On the upside I must be really awesome because he fell in love with me twice.

[morituri_reverie]

I have no doubt that you are. *She smiled softly.* So what now? Is he in therapy?

[sam_k_roth]

Right now he's seeing a specialist and trying some new treatments that are helping him get his memories back. But, pretty much, it's business as usual. We are just living our life. He might not ever get all of it back, you know? It's harder to sit around hoping for a miracle.

Nope, no therapy. Yet. Have to find the right therapist. A therapist who needs a therapist is a hard shoe to fit, apparently.

[morituri_reverie]

Finding the right therapist, in general, is a hard thing. I mean you have this person, this complete stranger, and you're just expected to pour your soul out to them. I've been to 4 different therapists in the last 2 months not including Mark who I didn't have a formal sit down with. Eventually, you just get to that point when you realize that you are the common denominator. Then you worry that you're too fucked up to be fixed.