Back then…. I was younger, and skinnier, and …. so was Andy!
The first time we met is etched in my memory, ask Andy about that time and he has absolutely no recollection of even meeting me! Life had to take us both on a little journey before our two hearts were really ready to collide!
When they did I remember that everything about him was intriguing.
The colour of his eyes mesmerised me … they later inspired the choice of stone for my engagement ring which we had especially made to suit!
The sound of his voice over the phone left me feeling weak at the knees. (He was in Sydney, and I was in Brisbane back then) I’m sure he could have been a radio announcer! I especially thrilled at the sound of his laugh over the phone. It was more a quiet chuckle but through the phone line it seemed to vibrate somewhere deeply in me. Those phone calls were my lifeline, and it was nothing for us to talk for hours at a time, and well into the night.
He smelt amazingly sweet…. all the time, and when I was in his arms I felt safe and protected! I hope I smelt sweet! I remember brushing my teeth a whole lot back then!
The way he ran was cute…. it was like an exaggerated jog in slow motion. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone run in quite the same cute way. I was a gym fanatic! Preferring to slog it out in an aerobic or step class 5 days a week. If I didn’t I got restless…. and then I might run around the block a few times. I don’t think my running was cute, though!
He loved to cook…. by following the recipe to the letter! I cooked because I needed to and rarely looked at a recipe!
He cared about how he looked in a nonchalant, not-really-my-main-priority kind of way that meant a jumper with little holes from being well loved was still ok to wear in public. I planned out every outfit weeks in advance for our dates! By The Way …. I now wear that same jumper, to do the gardening!
The day after Andy proposed to me – I planned this outfit for that occasion, BUT He proposed to me while I was in my tracksuit at home the night before!
Life for him wasn’t a race. I’m pretty sure he’ll never die of a heart attack! I was on a merry-go-round that I wanted to stop. He slowed me down. Being with him was like being in an oasis in the frantic-ness that was life for me then.
This man stepped into my life like a knight in shining armour rescuing the princess locked in a tower which had had the key thrown away! I was no princess I can assure you…. but Andy made me feel like one. That feeling was like a balm to my soul.
So this is love….. from way back then!
A little personal trip down memory lane to inspire you to love!
