I Am Lucky Lucky Lucky To Have You In My Life
The love of my life flew back to South Africa yesterday. I can't believe he was standing in the garden with me just yesterday morning, planting lovely parting gifts with me. We did so much. I want to document it all so that I never forget all of the special times we had. I wish I had written it out each day as a reminder of all that I would miss during our next separation. He arrived here on the 11th of Dec. Well, his flight was actually delayed 5+ hours, so he technically arrived at 1:20 AM on the 12th. We went to so many places. I've never organised and driven to so many places in such a short amount of time.
We spent Christmas together, and picked out my first real Christmas tree. We put up decorations and shopped for each other. I got him a lovely cashmere jumper that is bright green. He wore it so many times. It was adorable. We went to my sister's house and stayed there a few nights. He met my niece and her husband when we all went to the movies to see the new Star Wars Rogue One. We ate delicious nachos and I had french toast. We then went to this barbecue place and had an entire room to ourselves out of luck! He met many of my friends in my university town. He learned that babies don't always scream and cry. We also met up with two sisters who baby sat me from across the street when I was little who now live in the same area that my sister does (3 hours away). Keren brought her three children who were cute and well behaved. We ate at a Mexican restaurant that was nice.
We also started a social group in the downtown of the city I live close to. I sent photos of a park where we went to slackline in to my friend Steven, and he invited lots of friends to meet there ever Wednesday. Then I suggested a restaurant and tea shop that we went to. The original plan was to meet at a concert venue that has a Native American drum circle. Sadly we were only able to go to the park a few times because we were so busy.
My dad drove us to my uncle's in mid Jan because he is sick and old, and I wanted him to meet him. We saw the community gardens, he met a bunch of my cousins. We saw one of my cousin's mansions that I didn't know he was working on with his wife. We played poker with some of the kids of my cousins and had a great time picking grapefruits and oranges in the back yard. We swam at the pool in the hotel and got free drinks during happy hour. We went to the gym there and my dad let us sleep in the main room, where we watched part of The Martian but didn't finish it.
After Christmas we started going to work out with Dad every once in a while. It was great. I especially enjoyed the final time we went, which was three days before his departure. But I got too sick towards the end to go again. The sun was shining in the indoor pool, and we floated there. The sun glistened on his body and shined in his eyes. I love my beautiful, glowing man. This is one of my fondest memories up to date, but I have so many wonderful memories with him. He ended up going one day without me, and, after much anxiety about telling my dad our plans to get married, he finally did it. My dad was and is so happy. It relieved so much tension caused by the unspoken.
I drove us to my friend's baby's first birthday 3 hours away from my house, then we immediately went to his dad's cousin's house where I met him and his wife. We stayed the night there, and he was so happy to chat with him. They even got us food from one of our favourite Mediterranean restaurants. We went to the aquarium in that city and then drove back to my 'college town' to say bye to the friends we saw during the beginning of his visit here. We were going to camp, but it was too cold the first night. We went to a charming town past my sister's house where I picked out a ring for him so we could properly exchange rings and become engaged. We tried proposing the day before on the 23rd of Jan. in the woods, but I didn't feel it was right with him giving me a ring and me giving him a necklace in exchange. It felt much better to exchange rings with him at Stokes park. However, that evening I was so exhausted that, unfortunately, I got sick.
I got very sick. I threw up from 12am till 4am before a friend of mine rushed us to the hospital and I had to overcome my fear of needles to get an IV. That was very scary. And, unfortunately I got sick again with sleep exhaustion (a sore throat and stopped up nose) the last 3 days of his time here). But I still managed to take him to the space centre and on a nature walk. And we planted seeds. He even got to see two seedlings the day of his departure.
I love my man so much. He is my partner, my other half. I am so entwined with him in every way possible. It is painful to be apart, but we are already trying to find ways to see each other again soon. I need a job to start the fiance visa application process. It has been hard to find one. I have applied to at least 70 jobs. I even applied to 5 or so today. I've been managing my online Etsy shop without luck. Everything feels dried up. It is causing me depression and anxiety. I will probably go see him in April for his birthday and stay for a while before coming back here and applying for the visa. He wants to work and make enough money to feel financially secure before coming to live with me, anyway, so by the time I finish the application and he actually gets the visa to come marry me he will feel secure and comfortable in how much he is bringing into the relationship in terms of finances.
It is still sad to be away from him. My hand hurts from typing so much when I have barely been online in 3 months, so I shall depart now. I know I left out a lot of details of our time together, but there were so many things that we did together that it will take time to recollect them into a coherent written text.
We spent Christmas together, and picked out my first real Christmas tree. We put up decorations and shopped for each other. I got him a lovely cashmere jumper that is bright green. He wore it so many times. It was adorable. We went to my sister's house and stayed there a few nights. He met my niece and her husband when we all went to the movies to see the new Star Wars Rogue One. We ate delicious nachos and I had french toast. We then went to this barbecue place and had an entire room to ourselves out of luck! He met many of my friends in my university town. He learned that babies don't always scream and cry. We also met up with two sisters who baby sat me from across the street when I was little who now live in the same area that my sister does (3 hours away). Keren brought her three children who were cute and well behaved. We ate at a Mexican restaurant that was nice.
We also started a social group in the downtown of the city I live close to. I sent photos of a park where we went to slackline in to my friend Steven, and he invited lots of friends to meet there ever Wednesday. Then I suggested a restaurant and tea shop that we went to. The original plan was to meet at a concert venue that has a Native American drum circle. Sadly we were only able to go to the park a few times because we were so busy.
My dad drove us to my uncle's in mid Jan because he is sick and old, and I wanted him to meet him. We saw the community gardens, he met a bunch of my cousins. We saw one of my cousin's mansions that I didn't know he was working on with his wife. We played poker with some of the kids of my cousins and had a great time picking grapefruits and oranges in the back yard. We swam at the pool in the hotel and got free drinks during happy hour. We went to the gym there and my dad let us sleep in the main room, where we watched part of The Martian but didn't finish it.
After Christmas we started going to work out with Dad every once in a while. It was great. I especially enjoyed the final time we went, which was three days before his departure. But I got too sick towards the end to go again. The sun was shining in the indoor pool, and we floated there. The sun glistened on his body and shined in his eyes. I love my beautiful, glowing man. This is one of my fondest memories up to date, but I have so many wonderful memories with him. He ended up going one day without me, and, after much anxiety about telling my dad our plans to get married, he finally did it. My dad was and is so happy. It relieved so much tension caused by the unspoken.
I drove us to my friend's baby's first birthday 3 hours away from my house, then we immediately went to his dad's cousin's house where I met him and his wife. We stayed the night there, and he was so happy to chat with him. They even got us food from one of our favourite Mediterranean restaurants. We went to the aquarium in that city and then drove back to my 'college town' to say bye to the friends we saw during the beginning of his visit here. We were going to camp, but it was too cold the first night. We went to a charming town past my sister's house where I picked out a ring for him so we could properly exchange rings and become engaged. We tried proposing the day before on the 23rd of Jan. in the woods, but I didn't feel it was right with him giving me a ring and me giving him a necklace in exchange. It felt much better to exchange rings with him at Stokes park. However, that evening I was so exhausted that, unfortunately, I got sick.
I got very sick. I threw up from 12am till 4am before a friend of mine rushed us to the hospital and I had to overcome my fear of needles to get an IV. That was very scary. And, unfortunately I got sick again with sleep exhaustion (a sore throat and stopped up nose) the last 3 days of his time here). But I still managed to take him to the space centre and on a nature walk. And we planted seeds. He even got to see two seedlings the day of his departure.
I love my man so much. He is my partner, my other half. I am so entwined with him in every way possible. It is painful to be apart, but we are already trying to find ways to see each other again soon. I need a job to start the fiance visa application process. It has been hard to find one. I have applied to at least 70 jobs. I even applied to 5 or so today. I've been managing my online Etsy shop without luck. Everything feels dried up. It is causing me depression and anxiety. I will probably go see him in April for his birthday and stay for a while before coming back here and applying for the visa. He wants to work and make enough money to feel financially secure before coming to live with me, anyway, so by the time I finish the application and he actually gets the visa to come marry me he will feel secure and comfortable in how much he is bringing into the relationship in terms of finances.
It is still sad to be away from him. My hand hurts from typing so much when I have barely been online in 3 months, so I shall depart now. I know I left out a lot of details of our time together, but there were so many things that we did together that it will take time to recollect them into a coherent written text.
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