Journal Yaztromo's Journal: Best Valentines Ever. 2
Gather around everyone, for I have a story to tell.
As regular visitors to my irregular
Let's rewind a bit for a moment, and talk about when she first arrived. She came to Canada knowing nobody here early last March, and I was assigned to show her around. Around the same time, I started dating a woman I had met online, whom we'll call Gigi (not her real name, of course). Gigi and I went out three times, and things were really going well when, without warning, she told me she didn't want to see me anymore. I felt really down, in large part because I had gone through 13 years of first dates which were also last dates. Rose and I were becoming good friends, and she was there for me when I felt really low, with Gigi (apparently) losing interest with no explanation.
Fast forward to the beginning of last October. Feeling depressed having lost Rose, I suddenly get a message from Gigi, to tell me that I was the nicest man she'd ever known, and that she was interested in being friends. Hungry for some companionship (and always having had really liked her), I invited her over for a movie one night in early October.
I expected nothing, but by Thanksgiving weekend a week later (Canadian Thanksgiving, celebrated at the correct time in October
Kismet is now making up for lost time. The last 4+ months have been the absolute best in my life. Gigi is an international student (studing for her Masters in a different faculty, so we never bumped into each other at the University at all), with a significantly different cultural background than my own (I'm Canadian, she's Turkish), and when we first got together late last March and hit it off so well, she got somewhat scared, and backed away. However, she had spent the entire summer daydreaming of our short time together. She had never been in a long-term relationship before, and was somewhat scared by the concept, but apparently it grew on her, and I was the guy who was on her mind.
She moved in at the beginning of January, after coming home to Toronto with me for the holidays. Every day since has been domestic bliss. My home is now so full of love and joy that it has completely transformed me. We are hoping to get married for the summer of 2008 (although there are a number of issues for us to deal with to make that happen -- she's not a Canadian citizen (but wants to become one), and she wants to get married in Turkey (so her parents can attend -- they don't have the resources to come to Canada, and don't speak any English)).
Every morning, I wake up, and see her beautiful, peaceful face, and wonder how I went from 13 years of rejection and loneliness to absolute bliss. She does so much for me (as I do for her). I made sure this Valentines Day I gave her all those things I had dreamed of being able to do for all those years (a lot of the cliché things, as she has never had anyone do anything for her for Valentines Day). Every day, I'm so excited to be able to go home.
Including today. I'm at a pretty dull conference right now (I'm here because some people in my research group at speaking here later today, and I'm speaking here tomorrow afternoon. Maybe then I can shake things up
Every day, I wake up the luckiest man in the world.
Yaz.
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I don't know. We're hoping we can send her home for a month or two this summer, but it is expensive, and as we're both graduate students, we don't make a lot of money. I'm personally fortunate that, having spent some years working for IBM and having spent time in the Canadian Forces that I have accumulated a lot