Eric sold alarm systems in Halifax two summers ago.
I went to the singles' ward there and that's where we met.
I had a crush on him pretty early on, and he was charmed by my pretty good looks.
We went on a date and then we kissed. We were a summer fling.
A friend told me that summer that we were going to get married and I laughed in her face.
He drove me and all of my belongings 5000 kms across the country to my new home in Calgary.
We continued dating. Then we broke up. Then we started dating, then we broke up.
As of January 2010 we were not talking to each other at all and were avoiding each other. Still in love.
Then a mutual friend (Michelle) came to visit from Halifax, and wanted to visit both of us. We planned to take her down to Utah so we had to start talking to each other if we were going to make that 14 hour long trip together with her.
We flirted lots and kissed a little.
I moved home to Halifax for the summer.
He was my best friend.
I came back to Calgary in September and could not get enough of him. I was in love.
We were engaged at Christmas.
We were married April 30th, 2011. I love him very much, and have never loved anyone more.
Not even close to The End.
On the weekend Eric got very sick. He got strep throat while waiting in the doctor's office for 3 hours to get a different prescription filled. Sad story, huh? Then I got sick. Sad story! I am sick one day behind him. Everything that happened to him yesterday is happening to me today. We spent tonight at home. He made me dinner and a smoothie and I passed out on the couch for a few hours. We have planned to correct this uncelebrated occasion next week with a romantic trip to the Cardston Temple and to Waterton or Banff. It will be delightful, and I hope will remind me some what of our honeymoon which was spent in a place similar to those.
Despite today being a bit of a lousy and lazy day for the both of us, I thought a lot about my Valentine today and what he means to me. He means a lot to me, and more than I can say or appreciate on one day of the year. Today I thought of this song and had it in my head all day. It reminds me of the man I love and how lucky I was to find him when I did, and to hold on to him like I have (two or three or four separate times).
I love you Eric Persson. You are my favourite.
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