Moments

 

The other night, on the way to a New Year's Eve party, I asked Bill a simple question. "What was your favorite memory of 2012". I don't know why I asked, I knew his answer, or at least what his gesture would be, but I asked anyways. He shrugged it off and retorted about "Not ranking things".

For me, this was easy. I'm infamous for these sort of things. I've toned down due to the fact that everyone points out how goofy it is, but I'm not one to pass up commemorating something important. I point out that this was Our third Christmas together. I've saved the Wishbone from Our First Thanksgiving Meal we cooked, and everyone has heard multiple variations of Can you believe it's been a whole year since Vacation! And trust me, a lot more menial things that rank in my life. So, this being our 3rd New Years eve together I was feeling nostalgic. Bill pointed out that I was very quiet on the ride there.

 

Inside I was reliving our First New Years eve together. We had driven 4 hours to Baltimore to celebrate with his friend's family, and I had never kissed anyone at Midnight on New Years. I was planning it all out in my head the entire way. The deafening music would become silent to us, the entire room would be cheering on the first seconds of 2011, and we would practically be the only two in the room. (Movies HAVE given me unrealistic expectations!) Instead, before we even arrived I could feel that something was not right. I spent the entire evening on the couch with the stomach flu, oblivious of the Good Time Charlie that I had actually married. Not our finest moment. Fortunately, I'm also a sucker for a Comic relief.

 

When I asked Bill, what I thought was a simple question, I was armed with several responses in case he chose to reciprocate. Being the Reminiscent and Cheesy woman I am, I came up with my list of "Moments" from the last years.

 

 

Most recently, Bill and I celebrated our 2nd anniversary, again with a horrible 1st in the books, there was only up from there. Long story short, we celebrated our first Anniversary with a car that broke down (that morning), I was due any second with Liam, and getting denied for Car Loans. I was prepared for anything come the 2nd time around. I simply knew we were going to Allentown and I needed a dress.

 

The day came and Bill took off to prepare and left his sister, Steph and cousin, Julie to work on me. 2 or something hours later, When they were done, I was speechless. I barely recognized myself and I could hear that Bill had arrived. I felt like I was 16 again, getting ready for Prom, butterflies and all. What would he say, or think? My top moment was simply, the look on his face when I stepped into the room. Neither of us knew what to say. We both smiled from ear to ear. I cannot rate the moments of happiness I feel in my life, or plan for them as they approach. I can only look back and realize, in those unexpected seconds, I will find irreplaceable joy.

 

 

"The Moments of happiness we enjoy, take us by surprise. It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us"