Our love story part 1 hurting: Well this love story began five years ago on a sunny September afternoon. I was moving and you were moving me. It really was a coincidence because you were not even supposed to be working that day.
Well it took you a few days to call me (3 exactly), but you did. We met at Lonestar that Saturday night for a drink and we fast became friends. I was not sure if we were going to be just friends or we were destined for something more. Our friendship quickly grew into something more. I remember the first time we really made love like it was yesterday, it was clumsy and awkward like first times always are!! I remember the night you asked me to be your girlfriend, we were driving down Richmond rd to your little apartment. It was the night before I left for Jamaica, and it was about 1am, and it was raining that cold November rain that we get. Even though I was over 100lbs heavier than today, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the world. You made me feel so special and so wanted.
Well things soon developed and grew and we became very close to each other, and we were almost un-separable. I remember the night we were both totally broke and we were thinking of a way to get money so that you could get your prescription. It was a very bad time for you, but I was never so happy to be there for you, support you, give you advice, a strong shoulder to lean on and a hug when you were lonely. I was falling in love and it really scared me because I had been bitten and hurt so many times in the past. You got through that wall though, and I gave myself to you heart and soul.
Some time passed and we moved into our little apartment on Tache. Things were still very bad in your life, but we made it through the winter ok. I remember sneaking over to Eric’s to get a 10.00 treat because that was all we could afford at the time. You were still hurting from the Roy stuff, the Cindy stuff and the Dan stuff.
The following spring you got a job with Rob, and I was never so proud of you! I felt like our lives were finally coming together. I was so proud of the hard, back breaking labour you were doing for peanuts. I was so happy to get up at 4:30am to make your lunches, I loved cooking dinners for you and massaging your aching feet and legs at night. You were getting your self esteem and self respect back slowly day by day. The following spring you got a job with Asplundh and we were so happy that summer! We had lots of money because you were doing a lot of side jobs, we were totally happy together (maybe because of the money), and I will always remember that summer as the best summer we had together. When I think of that summer, it brings a smile to my tired eyes.
