A lot has happened over the last few months which has thrown me in a complete loop as to what I want out of life.. What makes me "happy" and a constant struggle to figure out what is best for me to do.
The constant struggles I have with my ankle always make me question whether I can get into the fire dept. Between going to Chiro and a Physio, my ankle still has it's good and bad days. Crossfit will start soon and I'm told that will help strengthen my ankle.. So I suppose we'll see how that goes and how true that is. If anything, at least it'll put me in some better shape, if I don't die from it.
I started volunteering with Rockdoc and Sunday was my first event. Working alongside doctors, nurses, paramedics really made me question whether med school would be the right fit for me. I've always loved helping people.. Medicine has always been something that I've had interest in. If only I had applied myself more back in high school and college. I don't even know how I'd go about getting into med school right now. I think it would be a lot of bio/chem courses at a college before being able to get accepted into any type of med school. The only med school in BC is UBC as far as I'm aware. I think I may meet up with an academic adviser and see what my options are.. See how badly of a hole I dug for myself from when I didn't care about school. Dr. Travis... Dr. Janot.. has a pretty good ring to it if you ask me!
I find that the one thing I always look forward to doing more than anything else, is volunteering. Whether it be with St. John Ambulance or Rockdoc. Just being able to get out there and help out people when they need it, meet new people and learn new things, I look forward to the next event I'm signed up for. I've committed two full weekends in a row now for it, I'd probably do next weekend as well, but no events are available! I was working along side a nurse on Sunday at the Vancouver Marathon and the amount of information I gained from her was amazing. Between her and our "team lead" doctor, I learned more than I thought I would have. They told me all about IV lines and how to prep/do them/take them out. Gave me a breakdown of everything they were doing and why they were doing it. I know first aid, so I know how to basically take care of people and make sure they'll survive the trip to the hospital, but after that, I know nothing. So it's truly fascinating to see the next level of care that is provided.
I thought taking some time to myself and get away from everything would help to clear my mind and make me figure out what I needed out of my life, what path I should start walking down, so I decided to go to Thailand. Figured I was in that part of the world anyway for work, may as well take a 3.5 hour flight to Thailand instead of having a 16 hour flight if I were to go there from Vancouver. And while Thailand was incredibly beautiful and I was able to relax and enjoy myself.. It didn't really do much with me "finding" myself or figuring anything out. I'm still as confused now as ever before. Granted a bunch of crap happened over the last couple weeks since I've been home that has thrown me for a loop as well and just added that much more stress onto my shoulders.
Ah well.
Life is short, I guess we just have to do whatever the hell we fell like and enjoy every minute of it, because who knows how long it will last.
Til next time.
Tuesday, 6 May 2014
Wednesday, 18 December 2013
Personal Struggles
Seems it's been nearly a year since I wrote a blog post. I'm not going to say I'll write them more often, because I know I've said that before, and look where we are. Granted, there are some posts that I wrote but never actually posted, but that's besides the point.
I believe I wrote a blog post about this a while ago, but I can't be bothered to go back and look to see what I wrote, I'm sure it's there somewhere though.
Going through high school, there were a few kids (I'd say maybe 3-4) that would, on a daily basis, always bully me about my weight. Yeah, I was a bigger kid, but I was also active and played soccer, always had a PE class going.. but I loved my food. Clearly I didn't know anything about ratios and self control when it came to limiting my portions, but then again, what kid in high school really does? Perhaps times have changed since then, gone are the days of getting together with friends to play a random game of road hockey, or hide & seek in the middle of the night. It's now all about the latest video games or something of the like.
My "largest" I think was about 2-3 years ago. I was hovering around the 250lb mark. I knew I had to lose weight, but I wasn't motivated and didn't have the determination to keep onto a diet and exercise on a regular basis despite always telling people I would. I was wearing size 38 jeans, and one moment I remember was being handed a pair of pants that were too big for someone and they said they may fit me. They were a size 42. Lucky for me they didn't fit, but just the fact that someone thought that they'd fit me was a blow to me and put things into perspective.
Though I never really got into a full time exercise regime, I at least started to eat a bit healthier and go for a run every now and then. Wasn't before long that I started to see some weight come off (I mean, you go from eating anything and everything in whatever portion you want to being more strict with yourself and just the decreased caloric intake is enough to slowly lose weight). I believe when I first started to date Lindsey I was around 248, that was October 2011. For the last year or so I've always hovered around the 218-230 mark. Not a huge loss by any means, but at least it was going in the right direction, for the first time in a long time, I was able to fit into size 36 jeans. Amazing!
Within the last few months I've become more motivated to actually get in better shape, be someone who can run 10k without an issue. Have a body where I'm able to take my shirt off around other people without feeling bad about my body. I've been back at the gym on a daily basis. Been pretty strict with my diet and doing my best to stay in the right zone for calories and make sure I'm eating food that is actually good for me, and not just a filler.
Back in October, I was going to the gym 5-6 days a week. It's slowed since then, but I'm at least getting back to 3-4 times a week and planning on increasing that to 5-6 days again.
A few weeks ago, I realized that the jeans and belt I was wearing were getting a bit big. If I didn't have a belt on, I could easily pull out the waist on my jeans and be a couple inches of space. If I wore a belt, it would basically bunch up my jeans and look horrible. Decided it was time to buy some new jeans, thinking the ones I had just stretched themselves out and no amount of washing could bring them back to a size 36.
Well.. I was wrong.
I decided to try on a size 34 just for shits and giggles (I've always used the excuse of having large thighs from soccer for being the reason I couldn't fit into smaller jeans) and um... they fit me. A size 34 fits me.. and there's actually a little bit of room still there. I was in the dressing room, looking at myself in these jeans and was like "wtf... you're not suppose to fit into a size 34". I honestly don't remember the last time I wore a size 34 pair of jeans. I never thought I would wear a size 34.
For the longest time, I've always kind of plateaued at 218 with my weight. No matter what I did, I could never get past that mark. I had set up a goal to be 210 by the time I went to Hawaii in Oct. I missed that goal and believe I was still around 218-220 when Hawaii happened. So I extended my goal of 210 to the end of the year.
I'm happy to say that as of a couple days ago. I've reached, and past my goal. I'm currently sitting at 208 lbs. I'm not done yet though. I still need to lose more, I know that. Especially with having surgery on my ankle, any extra weight is just more stress to it and more prone to another injury. Perhaps by my next trip, wherever that may be, I'll be below 200. It's hard to even imagine me being less than 200..
It never really hit me as to just how much weight I had lost until I was looking at some old pictures on Facebook last night. I believe this is the part where I upload some photos for comparison sake. Well.. that isn't working right now, I'll upload them when I get home. But there is a difference, I promise!
I believe I wrote a blog post about this a while ago, but I can't be bothered to go back and look to see what I wrote, I'm sure it's there somewhere though.
Going through high school, there were a few kids (I'd say maybe 3-4) that would, on a daily basis, always bully me about my weight. Yeah, I was a bigger kid, but I was also active and played soccer, always had a PE class going.. but I loved my food. Clearly I didn't know anything about ratios and self control when it came to limiting my portions, but then again, what kid in high school really does? Perhaps times have changed since then, gone are the days of getting together with friends to play a random game of road hockey, or hide & seek in the middle of the night. It's now all about the latest video games or something of the like.
My "largest" I think was about 2-3 years ago. I was hovering around the 250lb mark. I knew I had to lose weight, but I wasn't motivated and didn't have the determination to keep onto a diet and exercise on a regular basis despite always telling people I would. I was wearing size 38 jeans, and one moment I remember was being handed a pair of pants that were too big for someone and they said they may fit me. They were a size 42. Lucky for me they didn't fit, but just the fact that someone thought that they'd fit me was a blow to me and put things into perspective.
Though I never really got into a full time exercise regime, I at least started to eat a bit healthier and go for a run every now and then. Wasn't before long that I started to see some weight come off (I mean, you go from eating anything and everything in whatever portion you want to being more strict with yourself and just the decreased caloric intake is enough to slowly lose weight). I believe when I first started to date Lindsey I was around 248, that was October 2011. For the last year or so I've always hovered around the 218-230 mark. Not a huge loss by any means, but at least it was going in the right direction, for the first time in a long time, I was able to fit into size 36 jeans. Amazing!
Within the last few months I've become more motivated to actually get in better shape, be someone who can run 10k without an issue. Have a body where I'm able to take my shirt off around other people without feeling bad about my body. I've been back at the gym on a daily basis. Been pretty strict with my diet and doing my best to stay in the right zone for calories and make sure I'm eating food that is actually good for me, and not just a filler.
Back in October, I was going to the gym 5-6 days a week. It's slowed since then, but I'm at least getting back to 3-4 times a week and planning on increasing that to 5-6 days again.
A few weeks ago, I realized that the jeans and belt I was wearing were getting a bit big. If I didn't have a belt on, I could easily pull out the waist on my jeans and be a couple inches of space. If I wore a belt, it would basically bunch up my jeans and look horrible. Decided it was time to buy some new jeans, thinking the ones I had just stretched themselves out and no amount of washing could bring them back to a size 36.
Well.. I was wrong.
I decided to try on a size 34 just for shits and giggles (I've always used the excuse of having large thighs from soccer for being the reason I couldn't fit into smaller jeans) and um... they fit me. A size 34 fits me.. and there's actually a little bit of room still there. I was in the dressing room, looking at myself in these jeans and was like "wtf... you're not suppose to fit into a size 34". I honestly don't remember the last time I wore a size 34 pair of jeans. I never thought I would wear a size 34.
For the longest time, I've always kind of plateaued at 218 with my weight. No matter what I did, I could never get past that mark. I had set up a goal to be 210 by the time I went to Hawaii in Oct. I missed that goal and believe I was still around 218-220 when Hawaii happened. So I extended my goal of 210 to the end of the year.
I'm happy to say that as of a couple days ago. I've reached, and past my goal. I'm currently sitting at 208 lbs. I'm not done yet though. I still need to lose more, I know that. Especially with having surgery on my ankle, any extra weight is just more stress to it and more prone to another injury. Perhaps by my next trip, wherever that may be, I'll be below 200. It's hard to even imagine me being less than 200..
It never really hit me as to just how much weight I had lost until I was looking at some old pictures on Facebook last night. I believe this is the part where I upload some photos for comparison sake. Well.. that isn't working right now, I'll upload them when I get home. But there is a difference, I promise!
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Thursday, 10 January 2013
What a year
Honestly, where did 2012 go? It seems like it went by in an instant... Yet when I look back, a lot has happened.
The highlights of 2012 :
Ashley getting married.
Oma passing away.
Hawaii with Lindsey and the family.
Celebrating 1 year with Lindsey.
Taking over the company.
Dad having a heart attack.
I've written blog posts about a lot of these things so there's no purpose for me to go into detail about them all here. All there is to say, is that 2012 has had its ups and downs. There's been days where I've woken up and wished the day was already over, and then there were the days that I wish never ended.
I've smiled and frowned. I've cried, both in joy and in pain. I've had to say goodbye to a loved one and hello to the beginning of a new family (Ash/Jon). There's been days where I've felt on top of the world, and there's been days where I felt like I was backed into a corner.
But in the end. With everything that has happened, it has still made me a better person. I've learned lessons about life and about myself. I've improved myself as a whole and day by day grow more respect for myself. I've been doing my best to be a better son, a better brother, a better boyfriend, a better friend, and a better person to everyone I come across in life.
Life is a blessing. It's something that can be taken away at a moments notice without a warning. I've been doing my best to enjoy life as much as I can. Not turning down adventures, living life to the fullest and not letting the small things get the best of me.
So what does 2013 have to bring?
Who knows.
I have my goals, my dreams, and my aspirations I hope to achieve this year, but it's the surprise of random things coming your way that is always exciting.
I'm hoping to travel more this year, both for business and personal reasons. I really hope I get the opportunity to bring Linds to Japan with me. Also doing a long weekend down to California to go to Disneyland so we can experience the magical feeling we always get together.
I need to pay more attention to myself, and what I do to my body. Healthier eating, more physical activity. Need to be more determined and keep my eye on the end goal. I'm not getting any younger.
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| Last picture of me and Oma/Opa |
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| Dad and I at Tokyo Disney in May 2012 |
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| Ash & Jon before marriage |
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| Oma/Opa with Ash & Jon on Ashley's Wedding Day |
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| Opa and I at a Canucks game |
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| Enjoying a Smirnoff Ice for Oma after spreading her ashes @ the cave in Hawaii |
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| Linds and I getting a little wet on a catamaran ride in Waikiki |
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| Post soak on the catamaran |
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| Photobombing Linds before our Canada Day 5k @ UBC |
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| Abbotsford Airshow |
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| Walk to end ALS. Aug 11, 2012 |
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| Lake Louis with my one and only. |
Here's to another year of craziness, random adventures, and chasing dreams.
Monday, 3 December 2012
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
2012 quickly coming to a close
So, as usual. I fail at updating my blog in a timely manner. I forget about it half the time and then the other times I just don't feel like writing anything or can't think of anything to write. But the past few weeks have been something to write about.
I spent about 12 days in Calgary, went over on a Thursday, came home on a Tuesday. Was able to be over there for Lindsey's birthday. The whole trip was great, as usual, got to spend time with her, her friends, and her family. Unfortunately she was sick for her actual birthday so we weren't able to get up to doing much, but hey, anytime that you can spend laying in bed on a Monday with someone you love and being able to take care of her is alright in my books. The whole trip was great, I wouldn't change anything (aside from her getting sick). I wanted to take her up to the mountains, a place we always try to head up to whenever we have a chance. Something about being in the mountains, having that picturesque scenery all around you, walking through the little villages while sipping on some David's Tea. It's a great way to get away from the busy life and be able to relax and get away from it all.
Unfortunately that wasn't going to work out due to her work schedule then her not feeling well, so I suppose that will have to be postponed for next time I'm there (Christmas Day) which is no big deal.
I'm super excited for this Christmas. Lindsey is planning on flying out on the 21st, and will be staying here till the evening of the 25th. So that means she gets to come with us on Christmas Eve to everyone's house and open up some gifts. Since we're flying out in the evening of the 25th, we'll also be able to stuff ourselves earlier on for lunch. Then I believe we were doing Christmas with her family on Boxing Day, however, apparently Brad has to work that day now so I'm not 100% sure what the update is on what our plans are. Then I plan on staying there for New Years and bringing in the new year together. I was able to start this year with her by my side and it turned out to be a great year, so I look forward to doing the same again.
I feel like 2013 is already shaping up to be a pretty good year. We have a Mexico trip booked for February with Lindsey/Brad/Danielle/Lindsey's Dad in Los Cabos which should be nothing short of amazing. Golden beaches, warm water, surfing, fishing, drinking. I can't wait. I think the last time I was at an all-inclusive was when I was 14 or so? maybe even younger, I really don't remember.
Then we've already signed up for Mud Hero, which I was quite jealous that Linds got to do it last year and I had to stand and watch, looked like so much fun so I can't wait to actually participate in it!
Hopefully be able to bring Lindsey with me over to Japan in March/April. I'd love to be able to bring her over there during the cherry blossom season so she can see all the cherry blossoms blooming, it's gorgeous, at least in the pictures it is.. I haven't seen that in person, at least not to the extent that I've seen in pictures.
I know a few other things in 2013 that I'm looking forward to which I'm not going to post about!
I can't wait for.. well.. I can't wait for the next 23 days to pass by. For Lindsey to be here, to spend our first two-city Christmas together and watch the craziness unfold before our eyes. To ring in another New Years, and for all the adventures that await me/us.
A lot has happened in the last... two weeks. I'm going to put a blog post together about all that sometime soon. But with the recent events that have been going on.. It's.. I don't want to say scared because I wasn't scared, but it did make things dawn on me and kind of bring me back to realization and to the truth that surrounds life.
I'll be the first to admit, I preach about living each day to the fullest because you never know what could happen, never know what could happen to anyone around you. I don't follow this all the time, as I'm sure most people don't because we often get accustomed to the everyday life and forget these things till something comes along to remind us.
We have to be thankful for what we have, cherish those in our lives and appreciate every passing moment. Sure, our life may not be as wonderful and perfect as we want it to be, but at the same time, people would give anything they could to have a life like ours. We have to make the most out of everything.
I think one of the biggest impacts these last few weeks have had on me was how much it opened my eyes to what I have... more importantly, who I have.
I always try to be the strong person. The person that tries his best to not shed a tear during a somber moment, to always be that shoulder for people to come to. I think I do a pretty good job at it. But at the same time, I know it's not the healthiest thing for me to do. I know that me bottling up these feelings and emotions comes out eventually, someway... somehow. And I was caught thinking to myself over a few nights. A lot of the most traumatic things that have happened in my life, have happened within the last 5-7 years. And despite how strong I've always been, there's always been that one person that has been there for me.. and I was able to confine in and just let myself go. This person knows things that no one else knows, they were there when I was in a dark stage of life. When I literally wouldn't talk to anyone, but would always have no issue talking with them. They were there when my grandpa died...I remember doing my absolute best to not shed a tear during the whole ordeal. When I got to my grandparents place and saw my grandpa lying there with my family around, I didn't tear up. When I was one of the paul-bearers and was carrying his casket, I didn't cry. I know I let out a couple tears during the service, but those were shed by my glasses. But, I remember coming home and talking on MSN Messenger and even though we were just typing, I was able to talk about all my feelings, my emotions. And I remember just crying my eyes out while I was typing.
This person is Lindsey.
She knows some of my deepest darkest secrets, things which even Davin/Matt don't know about (and I've known them all my life).
Getting back to the present - What's happened in the last couple weeks reminded me that life is beautiful, life is something that needs to be enjoyed. I can say that I would not be the person I am today if it weren't for Lindsey. The amount of times that she's been there for me when I felt the whole world had it's back to me is unbelievable. She's made my wildest dreams come true, and reminds me everyday to always try and be a better person. I never picture my life without her being a major part of it. It hurts me too much to think of her not being in my life the way she is now, and the way she was in the past.
I always say it, because it's always true. Despite being together for over 13 months now, I still can't believe I'm dating her from time to time. I still can't believe that the girl who I had the biggest "high-school" crush on ever is now my girlfriend. She's what makes dreams come true and I'm truly fortunate to have her, I do try my best to remind her of how grateful I am for having her in my life (though I think sometimes I come off as obsessive!).
I spent about 12 days in Calgary, went over on a Thursday, came home on a Tuesday. Was able to be over there for Lindsey's birthday. The whole trip was great, as usual, got to spend time with her, her friends, and her family. Unfortunately she was sick for her actual birthday so we weren't able to get up to doing much, but hey, anytime that you can spend laying in bed on a Monday with someone you love and being able to take care of her is alright in my books. The whole trip was great, I wouldn't change anything (aside from her getting sick). I wanted to take her up to the mountains, a place we always try to head up to whenever we have a chance. Something about being in the mountains, having that picturesque scenery all around you, walking through the little villages while sipping on some David's Tea. It's a great way to get away from the busy life and be able to relax and get away from it all.
Unfortunately that wasn't going to work out due to her work schedule then her not feeling well, so I suppose that will have to be postponed for next time I'm there (Christmas Day) which is no big deal.
I'm super excited for this Christmas. Lindsey is planning on flying out on the 21st, and will be staying here till the evening of the 25th. So that means she gets to come with us on Christmas Eve to everyone's house and open up some gifts. Since we're flying out in the evening of the 25th, we'll also be able to stuff ourselves earlier on for lunch. Then I believe we were doing Christmas with her family on Boxing Day, however, apparently Brad has to work that day now so I'm not 100% sure what the update is on what our plans are. Then I plan on staying there for New Years and bringing in the new year together. I was able to start this year with her by my side and it turned out to be a great year, so I look forward to doing the same again.
I feel like 2013 is already shaping up to be a pretty good year. We have a Mexico trip booked for February with Lindsey/Brad/Danielle/Lindsey's Dad in Los Cabos which should be nothing short of amazing. Golden beaches, warm water, surfing, fishing, drinking. I can't wait. I think the last time I was at an all-inclusive was when I was 14 or so? maybe even younger, I really don't remember.
Then we've already signed up for Mud Hero, which I was quite jealous that Linds got to do it last year and I had to stand and watch, looked like so much fun so I can't wait to actually participate in it!
Hopefully be able to bring Lindsey with me over to Japan in March/April. I'd love to be able to bring her over there during the cherry blossom season so she can see all the cherry blossoms blooming, it's gorgeous, at least in the pictures it is.. I haven't seen that in person, at least not to the extent that I've seen in pictures.
I know a few other things in 2013 that I'm looking forward to which I'm not going to post about!
I can't wait for.. well.. I can't wait for the next 23 days to pass by. For Lindsey to be here, to spend our first two-city Christmas together and watch the craziness unfold before our eyes. To ring in another New Years, and for all the adventures that await me/us.
A lot has happened in the last... two weeks. I'm going to put a blog post together about all that sometime soon. But with the recent events that have been going on.. It's.. I don't want to say scared because I wasn't scared, but it did make things dawn on me and kind of bring me back to realization and to the truth that surrounds life.
I'll be the first to admit, I preach about living each day to the fullest because you never know what could happen, never know what could happen to anyone around you. I don't follow this all the time, as I'm sure most people don't because we often get accustomed to the everyday life and forget these things till something comes along to remind us.
We have to be thankful for what we have, cherish those in our lives and appreciate every passing moment. Sure, our life may not be as wonderful and perfect as we want it to be, but at the same time, people would give anything they could to have a life like ours. We have to make the most out of everything.
I think one of the biggest impacts these last few weeks have had on me was how much it opened my eyes to what I have... more importantly, who I have.
I always try to be the strong person. The person that tries his best to not shed a tear during a somber moment, to always be that shoulder for people to come to. I think I do a pretty good job at it. But at the same time, I know it's not the healthiest thing for me to do. I know that me bottling up these feelings and emotions comes out eventually, someway... somehow. And I was caught thinking to myself over a few nights. A lot of the most traumatic things that have happened in my life, have happened within the last 5-7 years. And despite how strong I've always been, there's always been that one person that has been there for me.. and I was able to confine in and just let myself go. This person knows things that no one else knows, they were there when I was in a dark stage of life. When I literally wouldn't talk to anyone, but would always have no issue talking with them. They were there when my grandpa died...I remember doing my absolute best to not shed a tear during the whole ordeal. When I got to my grandparents place and saw my grandpa lying there with my family around, I didn't tear up. When I was one of the paul-bearers and was carrying his casket, I didn't cry. I know I let out a couple tears during the service, but those were shed by my glasses. But, I remember coming home and talking on MSN Messenger and even though we were just typing, I was able to talk about all my feelings, my emotions. And I remember just crying my eyes out while I was typing.
This person is Lindsey.
She knows some of my deepest darkest secrets, things which even Davin/Matt don't know about (and I've known them all my life).
Getting back to the present - What's happened in the last couple weeks reminded me that life is beautiful, life is something that needs to be enjoyed. I can say that I would not be the person I am today if it weren't for Lindsey. The amount of times that she's been there for me when I felt the whole world had it's back to me is unbelievable. She's made my wildest dreams come true, and reminds me everyday to always try and be a better person. I never picture my life without her being a major part of it. It hurts me too much to think of her not being in my life the way she is now, and the way she was in the past.
I always say it, because it's always true. Despite being together for over 13 months now, I still can't believe I'm dating her from time to time. I still can't believe that the girl who I had the biggest "high-school" crush on ever is now my girlfriend. She's what makes dreams come true and I'm truly fortunate to have her, I do try my best to remind her of how grateful I am for having her in my life (though I think sometimes I come off as obsessive!).
Wednesday, 24 October 2012
Here's to the best year...
To think that as of today, Lindsey and I have been together for one year is mind boggling. Time really does fly when you're having a great time, when things in your life are going better than you could have ever imagined. We've come a long way, despite having been best friends for years before there being an "us" there was still a lot of learning about each other that happened over the year. And just like any relationship, we have had our ups and downs. We've been able to work through them all though, like any solid, well rounded relationships are capable of.
There's been so much that we have gone through and I will be honest in saying that there's still days where I'm absolutely stunned that I was lucky enough to be able to look at this girl and know that she's mine. Knowing that I'm making tons of other guys jealous by the fact I can call her a girlfriend, that I get to go on crazy adventures with her, make her some kick-ass Egg's Benny in the morning, have random dance parties with and go on trips as often as possible.
This relationship for the past year hasn't been just about "us" it's also been about ourselves as independent people. The fact that she makes me push to always do more, to always keep my head up and look at the positives in life and know that if that's what I truly want, I can achieve it. I've had a lot of building to do within myself but with her by my side, it's made it easier. To know that you have someone that you can rely on, someone who will support you no matter how crazy of an idea you may have and always be by your side to help you up when things don't always go your way. When you found that person that by just looking into their eyes and know that everything will be ok, even if it isn't at that current moment.. Is something special.
Ashley's wedding March 2012
I was always told that you know you found that special person when you get that feeling that you can't describe. That you try your best to tell and express but no matter the type of explanation you give, you're never happy with because you know it just touches on how they really make you feel. Clearly my past blogs have proved this to be true because I'm constantly trying to get my feelings across and always feel like I fail miserably. She's someone special, and I've known that since before we even first met each other.
Lindsey - I'll never forget the moment when we were walking along Robson street, after seeing each other for the very first time in 7+ years. That moment when our hands touched and we wrapped our fingers around each others hands. That moment still gives me the same feeling I got when it happened.
Every adventure we've taken, no matter how big or small, has left a lasting impact on me, and I can only imagine what our future holds. I know it will be nothing short of amazing and that we will always be looking for the next big crazy thing for us to accomplish.
“True love stories never have endings.” - Richard Bach
I look forward to our never-ending story...
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