Thursday, 31 December 2015

My Most Important Person


17 years ago, I met the most important person in my life at a New Year's Eve Dance. I didn't know that he was my most important person at the time, I just knew that I "really really liked him," and he was "like 7 feet tall," and the cutest boy I had ever met. Quotes are from (incredibly embarrassing) 16 year old Danielle's journal. He is not 7 feet tall, he is almost 6'4'' and was wearing boots with thick soles, 90s fashion. His hair was also spiked in the front, as was popular at the time, probably adding height. I still "really really like him" and he is still the cutest boy I have ever met.

We have spent every New Year's Eve together since that fateful night in 1998. The teenage years were spent with friends and frost bite. Getting locked out of houses while wearing heels in -40 degrees Celsius. Slurpees and Doritos, bad movies, and kissing in my parent's mini van. Soon we were married and living thousands of km from anyone we knew. Quiet New Year's Eve celebrations with our cat in Moncton, making far too much food for 2 people, looking out the window at snow as tall as myself and wondering how we got there. A few years later, food and friends in Fredericton, counting down to midnight, a quick smooch, and visiting and games carrying on until sunrise (skipping the pancake breakfast to sleep, every year). Now we have New Year's in Ottawa with our 3 young sons. Playing in the snow, watching movies, eating pizza, and counting down to midnight at 8 pm, putting the kids to bed, and then trying to stay up until midnight. I know that our New Year's Eve Celebrations will continue to change, we are facing an international move, our boys will grow up and make their own traditions, and judging by recent trends, staying awake until midnight is only going to get more difficult. 

I am infinitely grateful for that New Year's when I met my Love. He is my constant in the chaos, my friend, my defender, the person who annoys me more than anyone I have ever met, yet also the person I want to spend all my time with. New Year's Eve is the perfect night for reflections, and I am so glad to reflect on "my 7 foot tall man" and our time together. I am grateful, and hopeful for many more years of partnership.

Tomorrow, I will be making far too many goals and plans, as I do every year. Tonight, I will be focusing on my most important person and making memories. Happy New Year to you and yours. May your evening be joyful, and if you have small children, may they sleep in until noon tomorrow. All the best in 2016! 

8 comments:

  1. Happy New Year to all of you! Can't wait to hear all your adventures across the pond 😊

    And NetFlix is streaming New Years countdowns tonight so you can fool those kiddos into thinking it's midnight when it suits you 🎉

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    1. Happy New Year to you and your adorable family, Deirdra!

      And those Netflix countdowns are a genius idea!

      Maybe we will see you across the pond, who knows?

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  2. I remember that night too. You were angry he asked me to dance first - but little did you know it was to find out more about you from your dear little sister. He was smooth... Have a good New Year. Love you.

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    1. True true. Thank you for not telling him anything horrible. ;)

      Love you!

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  3. A healthy, happy 2016 to you and yours! Wow! "An international move"? Nothing like starting out the new year with a bang! So many New Year's Eve memories. Living in AZ, it is all wacky. The ball in Times Square in NYC goes down at 10 pm our time!

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    1. Happy New Year Lori! We watched the ball drop in NYC last night, we are in the same time zone. In Alberta, where I grew up, I was in the same time zone as Arizona, so anything live from NY was always way off.
      I have to learn a whole new time zone for next year!

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  4. Wow! Great story! I love Jessica's comment too.

    I don't remember hearing that you used to live in Moncton. The group I used to work in was split between Gatineau and Moncton. The guy who took over one of my applications when I retired lives in Dieppe.

    As for staying up to midnight, IIRC you guys are natural night owls. I suspect that you'll revert to old habits as the boys become more independent.

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    1. My sister likes to tell her version of the story too, and it is a good one!

      Ah yes, Dieppe (French Moncton- don't tell anyone from Moncton that I said that). ;)

      I suspect you are right about the night owl thing. Our kids just make us SO tired. Maybe one day they will leave us alone. Or stay up late with us!

      Happy New Year Bruce!

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