Say I Love You. I’m Waiting.

“I was running late, so I entered quietly and found a seat in the back of the room,” said Ms. Schiller, 43. “Once I got settled, I noticed one of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen.” After the event, while shaking hands and introducing herself to people, she looked up and saw him approach. “I was intrigued right away.”

The feelings were mutual and the two began seeing each other regularly.

“Robert was the first to say, “I love you,” Ms. Schiller said. “One night after dating for about two months, he called and said there was something that he needed to tell me, but he wanted to say it in person. My instinct told me that he was going to say he loved me, but I wanted to be sure, because I had definitely been feeling that way.”

He planned to tell her the next day, she decided to drive over to his house that evening.

“He opened the door, invited me in, and sat me down on the sofa. My heart was racing. Although I was pretty sure of what he wanted to say, I wasn’t 100 percent. He proceeded to tell me that he had fallen in love with me and wanted us to be together.”

They have lived together the last two years.

“Since the pandemic, our lives have changed,” Ms. Schiller said. “We are very social people.”

Because of quarantine guidelines, they haven’t been able to socialize like before. “It is bringing us closer because there are no other distractions, just us, 24 hours a day,” she said. “This pandemic is scary. I am grateful that I don’t have to go through it alone and I’m with someone who makes me laugh.”

source: nytimes.com