S makes his yearly visit to the blog...I have always maintained...he is a man of few words, but they are always profound and astute!
I thought long and hard since J asked me to write another
piece for our 9th anniversary but wait…no, that’s not true at all! Neither
did I have to think long nor very hard since it all came to me when…
I awoke early this morning to the soft pitter-patter of
summer rain outside our bedroom window. Then, I was jolted awake by the
rumbling of the washing machine (it hasn’t been installed properly so it makes
a hell of a racket). Once that was fixed, I lay awake in bed listening to blissful
heartbeats asleep next to me. Soon (too
soon), there was bright sunlight streaming through brushing aside the rain,
only for the rain to make a sweeping comeback announced by rolling thunderclaps.
I mused at how these early morning minutes were like our
partnership: serene, raucous, frantic, peaceful, dazzling and thunderous. In our years together, we have had pretty
much all of this and more.
Of course, when you go to sleep, you know you will get up
fresh the next morning and when it starts to rain, you know that it will be
sunny eventually (even in these grey European climes!). But, in life, there is
only love, hope and trust that take us through to “the other side” of whatever
cloud we’re under. I have always felt we are like
the Sun to each other – you know that it is there always even if you can’t
always see it. As time passes by, it’s like a piece of you that grows a little
each day and you don’t even realize it’s there.
9…2003…2012…numbers like any other but for us, they are all
special...the last 9 years have been quite special (see my
2011 post to pursue
this line of thought). Is it 9 years already? This is the first year in a very
long time that we have not travelled outside of “home” in the first 6 months of
the year as its been so busy since the start!
This is the first
time we are in a place that we have been before on our anniversary. We spent
the day watching a movie (in a theatre after a long time!), shopping and just wandering
around the city, which was a welcome change! This is the first time J lost a
bet to me and actually admitted it (she bet on Djokovic). And it’s our first 9th
anniversary! Lots of firsts in 2012 and we’re not yet ½-way through the year!
2003 changed both of our lives in a way we would never have
imagined, in a good way. There were so many pleasant surprises along the
way: for example, before I met J, I could never have imagined a person calling
me to say “can you come and pick me up? I’m out of gas and standing on the side
of the road and there’s a tree here” :P . And little did we imagine then that we
would spend our evenings gazing out over Parisian rooftops at probably the most
famous monument in the world from our living room…
and 2012? it’s all change now again… Just like the number 9
is what you get when you add the digits of any multiple of 9, we will keep
coming back to this year in many ways…
so, I look forward to getting up tomorrow and
many more days after to the soft pitter-patte of summer rain outside our
bedroom window knowing that, there is more to come…
P.S. - S writes some beautiful poetry on his blog, if you would like to read...click here!
