one year ago today, i was at my parents' place in merritt, and i rather awkwardly tried to tell them that i had met someone. this girl. who kind of lived across the continent in the united states. my parents are my parents, so nothing either shocks or bothers them as long as it's clear that i'm happy, but they are old-fashioned enough that they wanted to know in what exact context i KNEW this girl.
and i didn't really know. so i frowned, went inside to the computer, steeled up all my resolve, and asked jenny to be my girlfriend.
all i knew at the time was that she e-mailed me back and said yes, and i danced around the house giddily and hugged my parents and they never said 'what have you gotten yourself into, how will this work, when will you see her, you don't even know her' - they said 'i'm glad you're happy.'
what i know now is that jenny started to cry, and she (who was also visiting a parental figure) sat with her mother and cried with happiness and apprehension and everything you feel when you make a decision that could potentially change your life either for the worse or for the better, and her mom told her to go for it.
i kind of feel like parents are largely responsible for this day. but so are we, because we did what we had to do: we cherished happiness and our special bond rather than brooding over loneliness and the ache of being apart. we shared the things we loved eagerly, and the things that had hurt us in the past with the same open ease. we sacrificed in order to see one another, and we continue to do so, because we know that one day it will simply be life, she and i, together all the time. something to look forward to rather than long for, as she would say.
and me? i feel like i never even knew myself until i met jenny. suddenly i am beautiful, and strong, and resourceful, and maybe i need a little nudge in the right direction sometimes but it's no great inconvenience when that happens. i am worthy of love, and i am loved, and i really believe both. and i want to get better, even better, shake off all my old scars and fears and everything, which i know she will always help me do. if this ends tomorrow or lasts forever, i will always look at this year as a time that changed my life in so many ways, all of them positive.
i love you, jenny. happy one-year anniversary.