I have the most amazing wonderful wife in the whole world. Yes, I know that’s a cliché, but it’s true. Her name is Becky Escobar. We’ve been married for over twenty years. Somehow, from the first time we spent time together, I knew that she was the person with whom I wanted to share my life.
Becky teaches at the same elementary school where I teach. She has been doing this for over thirty years. She is a fabulous teacher. At the beginning of the year, children are afraid to go into her room. She has the reputation of being the “meanest” teacher in the school. Of course, she isn’t mean. She’s just strict. Those twelve years of catholic school helped to shape the way she teaches. She has high expectations for her students. And after a bit, they appreciate that. That’s probably why students still come back to visit her and stay in touch with her long after they’ve moved on to middle school, high school, and into their adult years. I have learned so much from her.
We first spent time together marching against the U.S. involvement in El Salvador. Because we had a good time together on the march, I asked her if she would like to ride with me to the school staff Christmas dinner. It wasn’t a date. Really. But it kind of turned into one. The next day, I asked her out on an official date. I did everything I could to sweep her off her feet. Less than two weeks later, we were engaged. Six months later, we were married.
All that I am, all that I have achieved, I owe to this woman. She has supported me in all my endeavors. She has allowed me to explore who I am and what I can do without judgment. She has celebrated my triumphs and held me in my defeats. In twenty years, I have never heard those four words, “I told you so.” She has given me so much more than I could ever have imagined, and I love her more than any words could ever express. My story would not be complete without her.
If you ever wonder if true love really and truly exists, I have to tell you, it does.