It was three years ago. We were saying yes in front of our closest friends and family. Vowing to love each other for a lifetime through thick and thin.
We meet four years prior in Monday. It was a very icy month of December, close to Christmas time. We were both visiting on common friend who had plotted to introduce us. I guess in was in the books somehow. We met for about 20mins and next thing we know, all of my friend’s guests are in the kitchen giggling, having left us in the living room by ourselves. The jib was up! We laughed about it and exchanges numbers. Nothing to it. We had a fun conversation but it was not love at first sight. In hindsight it looks like both our hearts were a bit heavy at the time and we were not about it just jump into anything new. I also thought, meh…he’s a New Yorker…What do you know. It may be a couple of calls at best before we all fade into our respective routines.
He went back to NYC and I continued on to London for new year’s eve. He would send some texts, I would respond. It was cordial. Then I got locked into my friend’s bathroom! Yes I did. She warned me I think not to close the door all the way but I forgot. So here I was, locked in a bathroom until she’s come home from works, a couple of hours or so. Thanks God I went with my phone! Yep. Exactly what you’re thinking. So I proceeded to text a few people pretending to want to catch up. Then him! And he responded and we talked and I was there thinking…ah…kind of nice guy to knowingly entertain a gal locked in a bathroom.
On my way back to Toronto from London in the New Year my connecting flight to Montreal got cancelled. I needed an emergency place to stay and he was the first person I thought about. I called him form the Newark airport and he was there in 20mins. Until this day, I will never know how fast he drove to get me but he was there. And…I was glad he came. I actually spent a couple of days in NYC…mostly sleeping and lounging on the couch…which was nice!
I came back to NYC for valentines’ day and the rest is history.
I made a promise to him when we got married. That things would not be perfect but we would always have fun in the process and I would do my best to make him proud. I think he is. I think I see it every time he hugs me out of the blue or everything he looks at our 13 months old son thrive.
It has been a long way but I am glad we are here. Two people who decided to love. The scripture we picked our our wedding is as follows:
1 Corinthian 13: Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.8 Love never fails.