I have a fire blazing right going in my fireplace but it’s just for a wintery mood because outside there’s no snow, no deep freeze for this first New Year’s Even without you. But I’m remembering our first celebration, my first New Year’s Eve at Lincoln Center. My first glamorous and romantic New Year’s Eve with you by my side-just the beginning of many New Year’s Eves with you.
A lot of preparation went into that first one. You took charge, bought the best seats you could find and then I had to prepare. Hair with Bella, nails with Dana, given the deep freeze, I needed a super warm coat, a new creation from the funky store in Piermont that I found in 15 minutes! The dress, just the right dress for this glamorous night- right out of my closet! Midnight blue, crushed velvet, slinky, with jewelry selected from my own collection. New boots- warm, comfortable, with just a bit of heel. The look was just right!
But the weather forecast was not good. According to all NYC weathermen we were instructed to stay off all roads coming into NYC. I trusted my guy Chris Cimino and started planning for an alternative- a party at Pearl’s.
You would not hear of it. “What?” “Bonnie, there won’t be a problem. I know how to drive in Michigan snow and New York, is nothing. We will be home before midnight with time to stop by Pearl’s if you like, but we are going to Lincoln Center!”
You were firm. I kept my doubts to myself, but you saw through me.
“Bonnie, it will be fine. Don’t worry.”
I worried. I shouldn’t have.
That night, as we drove into the city on deserted highways, you ruled the roads. You gave me what I was waiting for- romance, glamor, adventure, music for New Year’s Eve. You opened the door to share your paradise with me, then and always.
We arrived, you took my coat and wouldn’t give it back until we were ready to leave. I wanted to sit out intermission. You insisted I take your arm so that you could show me off as we walked out into the crowd, taking our champaign out onto the chilly balcony, just to soak in the full experience.
I was breathless!
You are the man I had been waiting for all my life. Yes, I had been waiting just for you.
Don’t worry T, I won’t be sitting on my couch tonight with a glass of vodka on the rock. I’ll be back in New York City with Tara and Scott for an early dinner and then a concert- no, not at Lincoln Center, but St. John the Divine. You know that it will be sad, but okay/ good on this first New Year’s Eve without you.
Love you Tuvia,