Happy 10

10 years has gone by so very fast. 10 years ago from the moment that I write this, I was anxiously sitting up in my bed in our basement apartment, trying to write my thank you speech. I was praying for no rain. I was praying that I wouldn't trip down the aisle. I was praying Jonathan hadn't changed his mind.


I was marrying my best friend. The boy who I hated in the 7th grade. Who was my date at our 8th grade graduation and surprised me with a corsage. 

We were bickering buddies until the 11th grade, when I got him a job with me at Woolco. In the lamp and pets department. We'd scoop dead fish out of the tanks together and maybe it was then that the spark started to flicker. It was at French Camp that February, 18 years ago, that we fell in love while dancing to Chicago's "You're The Inspiration". *sigh*


Our relationship bloomed through the Ghost era and "Unchained Melody" became our song.

We survived our university years in Waterloo and Chicoutimi. We even survived having a 3rd person in our relationship, WG.

We survived a miserable break-up and a separation that had him living the life in New Zealand while I sorted out where it went wrong and whether it was meant to be or not. Fortunately, he realized he couldn't live without moi and came home to me. My mother forced him to commit to an engagement in our living room, a conversation that left us stunned and me asking "does this mean we're engaged?".