My husband, Brian, grew up in a tight-knit neighborhood. It was the kind of place where you identified yourself by your parish or the playground where you hung out. Brian’s parents were both civil servants. His father was a police officer and his mother was a crossing guard.
After high school, Brian entered the working world and later enrolled in college in his mid-twenties. He went to school during the day and worked the 4pm-12am shift to pay his bills. He started working with children as a recreation leader at the local parks and recreation department. Working in an inner-city setting, he was able to witness the effects on kids that didn’t really have anyone else who really cared about them. This inspired him to go back to school to get his Master’s degree and a teaching certificate. Brian now enjoys a career as a teacher and loves being in the classroom each day.
To me Brian is much more than what he is, it’s who he is. He is gregarious and loves laughter. He can be the life of the party but is really a gentle soul. He shows his love in so many ways. He’s the chef, housekeeper, gardener and more. He is fond of saying, “Saying you love someone is about showing you love someone.” He is my rock!