04 June 2013

2013

The other day I had a chat with a mutual friend of mine and Jenny's. he messages me out of the blue to say how he gets a warm fuzzy feeling from the deeply buried hopeless romantic in him when he sees the two of us on Facebook.
He said that though all the fugly news in the world makes him question those certain choices he made, he looks at the two of us and feels a difference in his world, how our existence together from all the miles and across our different cultures is a tribute to the fragile sweetness of a human existence.
I was stunned. And I really didn't know what to say, but I bumbled out some sort of conversation with him. But it really hit my own romantic side. Thinking about how Jenny and I met, what adventures we've had, the adventures to be.
I'm going to move there this year. It's taking longer than expected, and technically there is a chance I won't be accepted into the country as a resident, but I remain hopelessly optimistic. Because I want more adventures with Jenny.
It's been three and a half years since I took a risk on meeting new people, oblivious to the idea of finding the woman I would be spending my life with, and spending the rest of my Christmas talking to a beautiful foreign girl not only for our six weeks of holiday, but every day since.
Telling stories, mixing cultures, learning new things about each other and our day to day lives. Something we still do to this day.
Its been a little less than three years since we first actually met. Stepping out and seeing her across the rotunda, smiling and waiting for me. That slight awkwardness of not knowing what to do. Then trying our best not to run to her car, and speed down the highway to her apartment.
So I could sleep, that is. It's a bitch of a flight.
It's been less than two years since I visited again. Celebrating her birthday. Spending time with her and her family and friends. Keeping our time together simple, but meaningful.
It's been almost a year since I last saw Jenny. She came to Australia and we packed in as much as possible into the two weeks she was here. Australia zoo; movie world and sea world; trying new foods she never had before; seeing her friends and mine, and my family.
Today marks a year since I proposed to Jenny. The love of my life. My soulmate. My fiancé. My soon to be wife.
I love you Jennifer. Forever and always.