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Нажмите О себе, чтобы открыть страницу “О себе” в новой вкладке и посмотреть сведения в аккаунте Google. Все внесенные здесь изменения будут видны во всех продуктах Google, где есть доступ к этому разделу. Созданные вами подборки видны всем посетителям вашего профиля, с которыми вы ими поделились. Изменить имя и личную информацию, например дату рождения и пол, в аккаунте Google можно в любое время.

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Note: Amy Krouse Rosenthal died on March 13, 2017, 10 days after this essay was published. You can read her obituary here. Additionally, the intermittent micronaps that keep whisking me away midsentence are clearly not propelling my work forward as quickly as I would like. But they are, admittedly, a bit of trippy fun. Still, I have to stick with it, because I’m facing a deadline, in this case, a pressing one. I have been married to the most extraordinary man for 26 years. I was planning on at least another 26 together.

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Want to hear a sick joke? A husband and wife walk into the emergency room in the late evening on Sept. A few hours and tests later, the doctor clarifies that the unusual pain the wife is feeling on her right side isn’t the no-biggie appendicitis they suspected but rather ovarian cancer. As the couple head home in the early morning of Sept. 6, somehow through the foggy shock of it all, they make the connection that today, the day they learned what had been festering, is also the day they would have officially kicked off their empty-nestering. The youngest of their three children had just left for college. So many plans instantly went poof.

No trip with my husband and parents to South Africa. No reason, now, to apply for the Harvard Loeb Fellowship. No dream tour of Asia with my mother. No writers’ residencies at those wonderful schools in India, Vancouver, Jakarta.

No wonder the word cancer and cancel look so similar. As for the future, allow me to introduce you to the gentleman of this article, Jason Brian Rosenthal. He is an easy man to fall in love with. I did it in one day. John, had known Jason and me separately our whole lives, but Jason and I had never met. I went to college out east and took my first job in California.

When I moved back home to Chicago, John — who thought Jason and I were perfect for each other — set us up on a blind date. I had precisely zero expectations about this going anywhere. Uh-oh, there is something highly likable about this person. By the end of dinner, I knew I wanted to marry him. First, the basics: He is 5-foot-10, 160 pounds, with salt-and-pepper hair and hazel eyes. The following list of attributes is in no particular order because everything feels important to me in some way. Our young adult sons, Justin and Miles, often borrow his clothes.

Those who know him — or just happen to glance down at the gap between his dress slacks and dress shoes — know that he has a flair for fabulous socks. He is fit and enjoys keeping in shape. If our home could speak, it would add that Jason is uncannily handy. On the subject of food — man, can he cook. After a long day, there is no sweeter joy than seeing him walk in the door, plop a grocery bag down on the counter, and woo me with olives and some yummy cheese he has procured before he gets to work on the evening’s meal. I should also add that our 19-year-old daughter, Paris, would rather go to a concert with him than anyone else. Rosenthal talks with her daughter Paris in July 2016, after learning her cancer had returned.

Rosenthal passed away on March 13, 2017. When I was working on my first memoir, I kept circling sections my editor wanted me to expand upon. I’d like to see more of this character. Of course, I would agree — he was indeed a captivating character. He is an absolutely wonderful father.

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See that guy on the corner? Jason is compassionate — and he can flip a pancake. I would call him an artist except for the law degree that keeps him at his downtown office most days from 9 to 5. Or at least it did before I got sick.

If you’re looking for a dreamy, let’s-go-for-it travel companion, Jason is your man. He also has an affinity for tiny things: taster spoons, little jars, a mini-sculpture of a couple sitting on a bench, which he presented to me as a reminder of how our family began. Here is the kind of man Jason is: He showed up at our first pregnancy ultrasound with flowers. This is a man who, because he is always up early, surprises me every Sunday morning by making some kind of oddball smiley face out of items near the coffeepot: a spoon, a mug, a banana. And, voilà, a colorful gumball appears. He knows I love all the flavors but white. My guess is you know enough about him now.

Did I mention that he is incredibly handsome? I’m going to miss looking at that face of his. If he sounds like a prince and our relationship seems like a fairy tale, it’s not too far off, except for all of the regular stuff that comes from two and a half decades of playing house together. And the part about me getting cancer. I invited readers to send in suggestions for matching tattoos, the idea being that author and reader would be bonded by ink. I was totally serious about this and encouraged submitters to be serious as well. A few weeks after publication in August, I heard from a 62-year-old librarian in Milwaukee named Paulette.

In September, Paulette drove down to meet me at a Chicago tattoo parlor. I got mine on the underside of my left forearm, in my daughter’s handwriting. You can probably guess what it stands for. I want more time with Jason. I want more time with my children.

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I want more time sipping martinis at the Green Mill Jazz Club on Thursday nights. But that is not going to happen. I probably have only a few days left being a person on this planet. So why I am doing this?

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I am wrapping this up on Valentine’s Day, and the most genuine, non-vase-oriented gift I can hope for is that the right person reads this, finds Jason, and another love story begins. I’ll leave this intentional empty space below as a way of giving you two the fresh start you deserve. To read past Modern Love columns, click here. A version of this article appears in print on , on Page ST6 of the New York edition with the headline: You May Want to Marry My Husband. You May Want to Marry My Husband.

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Созданные вами подборки видны всем посетителям вашего профиля, с которыми вы ими поделились. Изменить имя и личную информацию, например дату рождения и пол, в аккаунте Google можно в любое время. Чтобы удалить отметки, показать или скрыть данные о месте съемки в альбомах, а также скачать фотографии, следуйте этим инструкциям. The new book from Mark Levin is now available! Some in the media have quickly claimed that the Republicans are for Russia and compared the arrest of Maria Butina to Alger Hiss.

President Trump is the most investigated man in American history by every level of government and every news operation, and yet they have nothing on him. President Trump’s former lawyer Michael Cohen taped his conversations with Trump discussing payments to an ex-playboy model. Ben Shapiro to hear how the other side thinks and they turned on him, forcing him to delete his tweet and issue an apology. There is no custom code to display. Piper Jaffray advises Shanghai Kinetic Medical Co. 2 million acquisition of Baldwin, NY-based elliquence, LLC. 64 million intermediate lien revenue bonds, the proceeds of which will fund projects at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport.

4 5 1 4 1 2 1 . Note: Amy Krouse Rosenthal died on March 13, 2017, 10 days after this essay was published. You can read her obituary here. Additionally, the intermittent micronaps that keep whisking me away midsentence are clearly not propelling my work forward as quickly as I would like. But they are, admittedly, a bit of trippy fun.

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Still, I have to stick with it, because I’m facing a deadline, in this case, a pressing one. I have been married to the most extraordinary man for 26 years. I was planning on at least another 26 together. Want to hear a sick joke?

A husband and wife walk into the emergency room in the late evening on Sept. A few hours and tests later, the doctor clarifies that the unusual pain the wife is feeling on her right side isn’t the no-biggie appendicitis they suspected but rather ovarian cancer. As the couple head home in the early morning of Sept. 6, somehow through the foggy shock of it all, they make the connection that today, the day they learned what had been festering, is also the day they would have officially kicked off their empty-nestering. The youngest of their three children had just left for college. So many plans instantly went poof.

No trip with my husband and parents to South Africa. No reason, now, to apply for the Harvard Loeb Fellowship. No dream tour of Asia with my mother. No writers’ residencies at those wonderful schools in India, Vancouver, Jakarta.

No wonder the word cancer and cancel look so similar. As for the future, allow me to introduce you to the gentleman of this article, Jason Brian Rosenthal. He is an easy man to fall in love with. I did it in one day. John, had known Jason and me separately our whole lives, but Jason and I had never met. I went to college out east and took my first job in California.

When I moved back home to Chicago, John — who thought Jason and I were perfect for each other — set us up on a blind date. I had precisely zero expectations about this going anywhere. Uh-oh, there is something highly likable about this person. By the end of dinner, I knew I wanted to marry him. First, the basics: He is 5-foot-10, 160 pounds, with salt-and-pepper hair and hazel eyes. The following list of attributes is in no particular order because everything feels important to me in some way. Our young adult sons, Justin and Miles, often borrow his clothes.

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Those who know him — or just happen to glance down at the gap between his dress slacks and dress shoes — know that he has a flair for fabulous socks. He is fit and enjoys keeping in shape. If our home could speak, it would add that Jason is uncannily handy. On the subject of food — man, can he cook.

After a long day, there is no sweeter joy than seeing him walk in the door, plop a grocery bag down on the counter, and woo me with olives and some yummy cheese he has procured before he gets to work on the evening’s meal. I should also add that our 19-year-old daughter, Paris, would rather go to a concert with him than anyone else. Rosenthal talks with her daughter Paris in July 2016, after learning her cancer had returned. Rosenthal passed away on March 13, 2017. When I was working on my first memoir, I kept circling sections my editor wanted me to expand upon. I’d like to see more of this character. Of course, I would agree — he was indeed a captivating character.

He is an absolutely wonderful father. See that guy on the corner? Jason is compassionate — and he can flip a pancake. I would call him an artist except for the law degree that keeps him at his downtown office most days from 9 to 5. Or at least it did before I got sick. If you’re looking for a dreamy, let’s-go-for-it travel companion, Jason is your man.

He also has an affinity for tiny things: taster spoons, little jars, a mini-sculpture of a couple sitting on a bench, which he presented to me as a reminder of how our family began. Here is the kind of man Jason is: He showed up at our first pregnancy ultrasound with flowers. This is a man who, because he is always up early, surprises me every Sunday morning by making some kind of oddball smiley face out of items near the coffeepot: a spoon, a mug, a banana. And, voilà, a colorful gumball appears. He knows I love all the flavors but white.

My guess is you know enough about him now. Did I mention that he is incredibly handsome? I’m going to miss looking at that face of his. If he sounds like a prince and our relationship seems like a fairy tale, it’s not too far off, except for all of the regular stuff that comes from two and a half decades of playing house together. And the part about me getting cancer. I invited readers to send in suggestions for matching tattoos, the idea being that author and reader would be bonded by ink. I was totally serious about this and encouraged submitters to be serious as well.

A few weeks after publication in August, I heard from a 62-year-old librarian in Milwaukee named Paulette. In September, Paulette drove down to meet me at a Chicago tattoo parlor. I got mine on the underside of my left forearm, in my daughter’s handwriting. You can probably guess what it stands for.

I want more time with Jason. I want more time with my children. I want more time sipping martinis at the Green Mill Jazz Club on Thursday nights. But that is not going to happen. I probably have only a few days left being a person on this planet. So why I am doing this? I am wrapping this up on Valentine’s Day, and the most genuine, non-vase-oriented gift I can hope for is that the right person reads this, finds Jason, and another love story begins.

I’ll leave this intentional empty space below as a way of giving you two the fresh start you deserve. To read past Modern Love columns, click here. A version of this article appears in print on , on Page ST6 of the New York edition with the headline: You May Want to Marry My Husband. You May Want to Marry My Husband.