A REALLY good looking guy walks into a diner and … sounds like a set up line for a joke but no joking here – the love of my life, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon did just that August 2003 and made me his wife just a few months later on 29 November 2003. Yes indeed, my blue eyed Prince and I married on a snowy Saturday evening in formal attire surrounded by REAL family and friends. Everyone was dressed in gowns and tuxedos – all in my chosen color theme of shimmering black and white – with red and white rose flowers for all attendants that were the choice of my groom. I still am moved and flattered when recalling the words my soon to be husband spoke when he first saw me walk down the aisle; “I have NEVER seen or known a more beautiful woman in all my life!” Our wedding video shows us both with tear filled eyes that express the pure joy that we two felt at being so blessed to be joined in holy matrimony; Photos taken at French themed wedding dinner that followed make evident the glowing passion we have for one another. Now you are surely wondering – what National Public Radio, Jaguar Cars and the Philadelphia Eagles Football Team have to do with our ninth wedding anniversary – of course, I am going to tell you my darling readers. No – not every detail – that full absolutely amazing story is being saved for my 2013 memoir, Heiress Mommy … a Modern Super Woman Life!, but still sharing here enough to make you all know that REAL and true everlasting love does happen when one least expects it. Prepare to do the “Oh My G-d” exclamations because our story is definitely that and so much more.
I think we all know that moi is a bit of a “snob” – only in the good sense in that I am also quite egalitarian. I do readily admit to adoring the finer things in life but singularly because of quality and not status. As such, I do NOT like diners or chain restaurants or other similar middle of the middle type food establishments – certainly NEVER a place similar to those decidedly “un-hip” and far from/totally not “trendy” and definitely NOT in any way upscale venues frequented by often referred to loathsome miscreants [that they apparently keep manically posting photos of/likes for on their Facebook pages] you have read about in my posts. None-the-less, there were circumstances beyond my control placing me in that location during summer 2003 and there it was that I found my true love. Widowed three years prior after twenty years of a good and solid marriage, I was not looking for a second trip to the altar but love rushed in and REALLY swept me off my feet in a suburban diner – where normally I would NEVER have been under any usual occurrences. Meant to be is how I see it because despite the serendipity nature of our meeting and my best efforts to not get involved, I fell head over heels in love with the most amazing man in the world not very long after the day we met and first chatted about NPR, Jaguars and Eagles Football.
I am a naturally gregarious friendly type – love people and enjoy interesting conversation. Me being me, I asked blue eyed Prince if the Jaguar parked outside was his – my own latest Jaguar car being a [bought with my own cash by me/for me] brand new champagne colored 2001 XKR convertible with custom tires and his a “starter” Jag X-type, which he proceeded to tell me was leased. Actually it turned out that we both had acquired our cars at the same Main Line, Philadelphia dealership. Hmmm – “leased” Jag I thought … still, it showed good taste in cars – which I uncharacteristically for a female know lots about. Thank G-d cute guy made no mention of a juvenile affection for Volkswagen so called “Beetle Bug” [yes my dear followers, yet another Michigan miscreant 50 year old loser lady reference, lol]. Noticing this sweet voiced fellow was reading an Eagles Football Team’s new hometown stadium brochure, I then mentioned that I was a very proud born and bred Philadelphian and I loved football and all sports in fact. That began a serious conversation about team loyalty – seeing how intelligent and well spoken my new acquaintance was, I asked if he ever listened to my favorite radio sports show on NPR, “Only a Game!” – I explained that this listening pleasure combined erudite thinking with well thought out sports analysis, which for me was best of two worlds. Prince guy answered no but he liked NPR and would be sure to tune into my suggested listening choice ASAP. Now I would love to tell you it was only my keen mind and sports acumen that hooked this cutie but you know how men are … here I will only vaguely admit and allude to what my darling later told me he thought as I walked away towards the diner’s lavatory in my form fitting black Capri pants and little white summer top – something like “Wow, I would like to get to know her BETTER …”. Be good dear readers – whatever blanks you are filling in are probably true and maybe – just maybe – the full thought my guy was having will be detailed in my memoir. Suffice it to say, this fine gentleman tells me it was the full package – what he describes as my élan - my mind, body and soul that had him think he must act on his intuitive feelings and ask me out then and there.
“Why don’t we get together for drinks or dinner some time and continue our conversation?” was cute guy’s suggestion. I explained that life for me was complicated at that moment and being widowed so recently – well, I was not sure. Cleverly, blue eyed Prince quipped back that he was not proposing marriage but just a friendly get together – and so we exchanged telephone numbers on back of diner’s business cards. It took a week but we did get together and were never apart after that – daily meet ups and travel in that “starter” Jaguar of his, multiple phone calls every day, long letters and a REAL almost instantaneous knowing that we two were meant to be husband and wife. We shared our REAL life stories – each full of blessings but also sorrows – agreeing, as I put it, that each of us had suffered more than some but less than most. My darling loved my biography and still, as then, expressed an amazement and appreciation for my REAL optimistic love of life. I admired his decency and brilliance – his goodness and kind manner. Needless to say, we found the other adorable – a REAL mutual admiration and attraction developed quickly and so it was that, as I detailed in my blog (9 September 2012) post “My Own 9/11 Story”, Chester Michael proposed to me on 11 September 2003, with a magnificent diamond ring he designed himself just a few weeks after we met. Fast you are thinking – well my friends – when it is REALLY right, it is the only thing to do … seize the moment, Carpe Diem, as the saying goes. I accepted the beautifully worded [poem included] proposal and we immediately began planning our formal elegant wedding – my new finance doing most of that task and thus allowing me to feel the security and confidence that he REALLY wanted me as his life partner because NOTHING and NO ONE would prevent our marrying. I can not wait to share all of this truly glorious tale in my memoir – for ours is a REAL love story that will inspire many in that we thwarted all those naysayer and evil doer miscreant types to do as we believed G-d intended by becoming husband and wife.
He is strong and handsome, and I love him for that, and I admire him and I am proud of him,
but I would love him without those qualities. If he were plain, I would love him; if he were a
wreck, I would love him. And I would work for him and slave over him and pray for him and
watch by his bedside until I died. Yes, I think I love him merely because he is mine and is masculine.
–The Diaries of Adam & Eve, Translated by Mark Twain
[For my husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon: Happy 9th Wedding Anniversary my darling
… the best is REALLY yet to come!!!]
P.S. Ours was a civil ceremony - having always wanted to add a religious aspect, we are now involved in planning a Rabbinical marriage vow renewal ceremony and grand celebratory fete on our 10th wedding anniversary in 2013 … by then we will [G-d willing] be full time NYC residents and so either in our new hometown or that which we recently began giving serious consideration to – the possibility of a castle somewhere in Europe, with a few hundred of our REAL family and friends, we will again say “I do … promise to REALLY love, TRULY honor and COMPLETELY cherish until death do us part and then be joined throughout eternity”!