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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Christine and several other wonderful ladies encouraged their readers to try this prompt. Since I am in a reflective mood lately, I thought I'd give it a try. Check out Christine's post for further directions and other wonderful memories.
I remember holding my dad's hand as we skipped around the zoo. I remember feeling like the coolest 1st grader alive because my father came on the field trip with me.
I remember weeding my grandmother's garden. I hated the feeling of the dirt and all the bugs, but I loved spending time with her and staying at her house.
I remember moving to Alaska my sophomore year. I was thrilled to start a new adventure.
I remember our first kiss. I remember thinking, "This [our relationship] will never last; I am much too young and immature for a wonderful guy like him."
I remember when he first proposed: kneeling in the freezing snow, looking up at me with the most tender, beautiful eyes and asking if I would be his forever. The butterflies in my stomach almost suffocated me.
I remember saying good-bye to him for two years. I spent the whole night crying.
I remember seeing him come down the escalator; thin, tan, and extremely sexy. I knew I couldn't survive another painful good-bye.
I remember our wedding day. I wanted the festivities to pass quickly so we could begin our new life together. (And, let's be honest, the wedding night was also on my mind.)
I remember Ben holding my hair as I puked into the toilet time and time again when pregnant with Emily.
I remember feeling so exhausted after having Emily. Ben offered to stay up with her; I would wake up and lovingly watched as he cared for his beautiful baby girl. He was, and is, the perfect father for our kids.
I remember throwing everything up for several days and not wanting to eat anything. When Ben asked what he could make, I sobbed "onion rings and french fries." To this day, that was my favorite meal he ever made me.
I remember sobbing in his chest when I realized I was miscarrying. I remember his strong arms around me and how his tears mixed in with mine. I remember growing closer to him then than ever before.
I remember dancing to our wedding song. I knew our love would never end.