One of my oldest and dearest friends, Jen, is in town visiting, and she, Simon & I went out to dinner Saturday nite. We'd finished a fantastic meal-and I think between the outstanding food, yummy wine, and general good time, there was a halo of happiness over us as we were just chit chatting away about this and that. Jen & Simon were talking about I don't even know what, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks: I want to spend the rest of my life with this guy sitting here next to me. I'm not sure where the thought came from; it's not like I was sitting there having an internal debate with myself-I was actually listening to the conversation. But, there it was anyway.
Admittedly, the past two months or so, I have begun having a bit of an internal debate-is he?isn't he? if he is/isn't, how/when will I know? if he is, what does that mean? if he isn't, now what? London? the US? somewhere else?....on an on. I had pretty much resolved myself to not resolving anything for a while. Then Saturday nite-and wham.
Just when you least expect it.
Hi! I just came across your blog the other day and just love it. I've always dreamed of living abroad..especially London. How fantastic! Congrats on your epiphany-very big deal.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Krystle. The epiphany was a bit of a shock! ;)
ReplyDeleteI had dreamed of living abroad for several years as well, and feel very fortunate to have finally had the chance.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained...
YAY!!! You and Simon are so great together and I am so happy to see you this giddy!! :-) We miss you tons!
ReplyDeleteHope this ended up turning out right for you : )
ReplyDeleteI guess you could say it did-I married him last year! :)
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