David and I hopped in our little car, Agnes and decided to just drive and see where our wheels and the magic in the spring air would take us.
We drove past pastures, the air thick with that all too recognisable horse manure scent, past orange groves with geese waddling amongst the fallen fruit, stopped beside mint fields....
Flash backs of us when we were only two best friends, before the any sort of romance began, started playing in my mind like reels of old home movies. David and I were college students which means we were just above poverty level. I had an old beater of a car given to me;his name was RB--Red Bastard. He would overheat if taken on long journeys and left me stranded on a few occasions, but I loved him. David and I had a mutual love of taking spontaneous long drives to discover new roads and trip along watching the sun drench the world in liquid gold. Since just looking didn't cost much, we'd pull our few dollars for some petrol and off we'd go, windows down,radio playing, sometimes homemade sandwiches in the back seat and we'd just drive for hours.
It's funny now coming back to where it all began and thinking how we are still very much those ridiculous best friends who never thought for a minute they would fall in love and get married. It is the best surprise that has ever happened to me!
I found something I had written down in one of the many months we were dating an ocean and two continents away.
How did I not know? Every one seemed to see it. I denied it the whole time and my head was so slow to catch up to what my heart was unsure of. I could never fall for him was what I told myself over and over again. But all I needed was time. How could I not see that you were perfect for me? Who else would jump a fence and steal oranges from a tree while I took turn as the look out? Who would think of playing catch in the kitchen until the fruit smacked into the wall,broke a plate and dripped orange juice every where? You knew exactly how to love me, make me laugh and be my best friend. You somehow sneaked into my heart and it was you who I wanted to be the first person to talk to in the morning and the last to say goodnight. Sometimes along the way I forget to see the wonderful in you, but I'm looking at you and I can't help but see how brilliant, how bright, how gorgeous, how orange you are.
This is us and our little lady, Agnes.
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