It was three years ago (around this time), I laid my eyes on a man who I fancied. A dear Irishman friend showed me his pictures, and he became my fairytale English prince. He was a big and tall man, with a unique character, shaved head, and seemed to be always smiling. So when Irishman told me this figment of my imagination will be visiting him for a few weeks in Vancouver, I was determined to get my Happily Eva After.
I ended up meeting him for the first time, his last night in Vancouver. I really didn’t know if I was going to see him again nor if he even noticed me. All I knew was that wished for him to visit again. And he did, 2 years later. Only this time, I was living 15 hrs from Vancouver, and couldn’t get time to visit him.
When life throws you lemons you make lemonade, I made Mike’s Hard, and grabbed the bull by the horns. I bought a plane ticket, and followed my heart to England where my fairytale began. It was a long journey, but he was worth it, because when I finally made it through British customs, I saw him patiently waiting with the biggest smile on his face. He just took me in his arms, like we were already an ‘item’, I felt so secure, safe and complete. – That was a year and a few days ago.
Now I look back at the chain of events that led to where he and I are today. It is amazing to think a few days ago we exchanged vows, and starting a new life together. Honestly, nothing has changed between us, we are still the disgusting love birds, who are happily in love, we just have a Nevada State marriage license as proof.
I love him more everyday, and everyday with him is special. Life doesn’t get any better when you are happily ever after.
Dreaming big and winning,