“New year is living life in a new and fresh time on the same path of destiny” – Mohammed Abad Alrazak
Last night Jamie and I celebrated 4 years of being together. It is kind of crazy, I feel like I was just writing this post last year….
I was thinking today on how significant 4 years really is, even though in some aspects it’s not long at all. I was thinking back on the past 4 years and everything we had done and everything Jamie has been by my side for.
I was barely 18 when we started dating. He was there as I graduated high school (in spirit, because we were still ‘new’ and my parents didn’t meet him yet).
He was there as I dragged him across the border into the US to get vanilla coke after spending the day in Niagara Falls.
He was there as volunteered for the sexual assault centre. He was there when I would be up at strange hours answering phone calls.
He was there as I started college. When I contemplated switching my major, he was there when I ultimately did switch.
He was there when I turned 19. He was there as I went into a casino for the first time; he was there when I proudly got to use my ID.
He was there when I lost all the money I bet. He was there when I bought alcohol for the first time with my ID.
He was there to wake me up for the second year in a row NYE after having a little too much to drink.
He was there when I finished my first year of school a week before starting my second year (Note to self, never condense 3 years of school into 2 years).
He was there when I completed my second year, went hardcore knitting while being off, and causing permanent nerve damage.
He was there when I went to the Hockey Hall Of Fame for the first time, and had to endure that.
He was there when I graduated college.
He was there when I had the daunting task of finding a job.
He was there when I went to my first ever hockey game.
He was on the other end of the phone when I got to pet my first donkey.
He was there to make sure I would stay awake after donating blood, passing out, and being told I cannot go to bed before 10:00
He was there when I got a job.
He was there to get up with my and make me breakfast and dinner before and after work.
He was there for any momentous moment in my life for the past 4 years. He is still there.
He is there to give me a Monster and chocolate when I had a bad day.
He is there to text me if it is past 9:00 and hasn’t heard if I made it to work on time.
He is there to tell me not to put wet towels on the bed.
He is there to make me go to the gas station with him so he can fill the air up in my tires.
He is there to listen to me talk about characters in a book, or a show like they are real people.
He is there to remind me to be a better person.
He is there to drive me around the country to take pictures of cows.
He is there to teach me about sports, even though I really don’t care.
He is there so I can vent about traffic, gas prices, and the damn cottagers who insist on coming home with me every week.
He is there to make me laugh when I really need it.
I don’t know where or who I would be if it weren’t for Jamie. He keeps me grounded, teaches me patients and kindness every day, and shows me how to be a better person.
So here is to another year of memories and of firsts.