I’m a few days late with this, but we did it!
1 year; 12 months; 52 weeks; 365 days; 8760 hours, 525600 minutes; 31,536,000 seconds… I could go on with this, but I wont.
Mr OneBigStressball and I celebrated our first anniversary last week, and I can hand-on-heart say I have never felt so much love for someone who only a year and a few weeks ago was a virtual stranger. (Kudos once again to him for approaching me during a circuits class at the gym… not at the end, not at the beginning, slap bang in the middle when I was sweatier than I’d ever been before and was redder than a sunburned lobster.)
We’ve not had the easiest of times… Last summer we had to spend 7 weeks apart while he went around frolicking in South America (jokes, he was actually studying so I guess I shouldn’t be too harsh), then in September, I shimmied my way to the other side of the world to try out a new life in Australia.
10,000 miles is a long way away, and boy, we’ve felt the distance.
I’m also rubbish at timekeeping (as you’ll know already) and ended up wrecking our anniversary FaceTime, so our journey together hasn’t been the most plain sailing.
But, there’s obviously no point in dwelling on the shitty stuff, especially seeing as we’ve made so many incredible memories already in our first year together.
2 roadtrips; two holidays to London; one holiday in Australia where we went to the best New Years Eve party; countless drunken nights out; more bottles of wine than I can even bring myself to think about; hundreds of photographs; two graduations followed by graduation balls; two sets of parents and siblings met; dozens of episodes of Hell’s Kitchen watched and stressed over; late night talks and I estimate the number of tubs of Ben and Jerry’s we’ve shared to be sitting solidly in the high 20’s… and that’s only the stuff I can think of off the top of my head.
It’s a weird feeling knowing that when you’re in a relationship, you can’t just think about yourself. You can’t be selfish. There’s someone else who is sharing your life with you and who is involved in whatever your plans are. A weird feeling, but not a bad one.
When I envisage my future, I see us as a team. I don’t see myself traveling the world solo or experiencing life on my own, and, it isn’t even a scary thought. When you know, you know right?
First thing’s first though.
I want a puppy. Hint hint, Mr OneBigStressball!