Tomorrow morning I turn 32. 31 was an amazing big huge life-event-filled year.
I started my year living with someone that at the time I considered a good friend, but I was living apart from my love, hating being apart. He flew down for my birthday weekend and we went out to Wilmington and Wrightsville beach and had fun being beach babies in love. But it was colored with sadness, knowing he would be leaving soon and we would be hundreds of miles apart again. But a little over a month later he moved down to NC, moved home to me.
We were still living with the girl who was supposed to be my friend – it was challenging, for all three of us. I never doubted it was hard for her, living with a couple, a couple that was learning how to be together on a daily basis for the first time, and a couple that very much wanted to be very wrapped up in each other. But it was also hard for us, finally together but trying to always monitor how we were around each other, trying to be respectful of her and her feelings.
Things moved forward as they do. B’s brother flew in for a surprise visit over thanksgiving weekend, and I had my first chance to spend time with the person who was going to become my brother.
I learned to rock climb. I fell more in love with photography. And in December B and I flew up for our first family Christmas with my parents. And on Dec. 19, B took me down to my beach and proposed to me, with the ring he had made for me in Ireland.
We came home from that trip and began looking for a house. After just two weeks of actively looking, we found our house and fell in love with it.
By the end of january, we were home owners and my friendship with the girl who was supposed to be a close friend was in tatters.
B and I moved into our beautiful new house and began buying furniture and making it a home. I feel so blessed and lucky and grateful and blissed out that we are fortunate enough to have this life.
In may, I married my love, my soul mate, my best friend, my first love, the one who grabbed a hold of my heart in college and who never really lost his hold on me even after ten years apart. It was without a doubt the happiest, most joy- filled day of my life, and I know for certain that I am immensely lucky to know this kind of love.
We honeymooned in Belize, the first of what will be many travels together.
And most recently, I decided I wanted to begin pursuing my photography professionally and have laid the first seeds for Flying Mermaid Photography. I love seeing that.
Tomorrow, I will wake up alone as my love, my husband is away on a business trip, but this time, the separation is only temporary.
I can’t wait to see what this year brings, the fun adventures that will come our way, the magic waiting to be found. But after such a busy 31st year, I wouldn’t mind if this year was a little quieter.
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