A Story About Alex
Essay title: A Story About Alex
I quietly sat down at the dinning room table next to him. He was so focused on writing on the white piece of paper to notice my presence. As he scribbled words on the white piece of paper it was then that I got to thinking what kind of person my boyfriend, Alex, really was. When we met he had already own three businesses, a house, and an expensive BMW. That was not what got me interested in him though. I was intrigued by the way he carried himself. He walked into the restaurant holding himself strong and looking astounding. We got talking and had a well-educated and mature conversation on death. A recent family friend of mine had just died in a car accident leaving her husband and five year old and 4 month old daughters. It was a situation that hit me hard and was the only thing on my mind at the time. I had never been able to talk to any man the way Alex and I had.
While I sat watching him write on the paper all these thoughts of dedication, commitment, and being headstrong are what came to mind. Alex is compassionate to an extent I have never seen in someone. I believe he does not have a mean bone in his body. He is truthful and sincere, always worrying about others before himself. Alex is also extremely dedicated to things he is passionate for. He puts so much time and effort into everything he does. Whether it is his business or with our relationship I always can count of him for 100% if not more.
As he sat intently writing on the piece of paper I saw