FIRST DATE
December 18-21, 2020
A cabin in the woods seemed good a spot as any to put ourselves face to face for the first time. How could we have known how exceptional this might be?
A glass of wine, some fish fillets, cherry tomatoes with far too many chilli flakes — it’s hard to cook when you’re nervous. Between examining her camera trinkets and making sure the fish didn’t burn, there was hardly time for it sink in that I was about to share the very first meal with the love of my life.
Slow mornings — sleepy cuddles, coffee, sex, conversation, fresh fruit and leftover steak. But most of all; those eyes, locked with mine, searching, sharing, understanding. That’s where I wanted to get lost each day. Everything else was just bonus.
We left a pair of footprints in the snow; snow as fresh and deep as the love we hardly knew we were creating.
I wonder if she’ll ever know how thankful I am for those cameras. I owe this all to those cameras, and her curious mind.
Didn’t take much for her to convince me to drive to Jasper to skate on a lake and get drunk for an hour or two. Hell, she could have convinced me to hitchhike to Kathmandu with nothing but the clothes on my back just as easy. I would have said yes to any idea she came up with that night.
Turns out two nights isn’t enough when you’re falling in love. Three isn’t either, but it’s better than two.
Adam you have to try this!
— “ok, well yup… it’s definitely olive oil.”
Indian food on a motel bed — I’d choose this over a seat at a royal table any day of the week. I can’t believe how excellent every moment with her was, still can’t really. What i know is that it was in these moments she stole my heart, and I happily handed it over.
We stumbled out into the darkness — a couple drinks and cheap cigars, neither of us ready to admit that this would be the last night we’d spend together for a while, and both with a secret aim to extend those final moments, trying to make them last forever.
Jasper the Bear gets a hug. I reckon that’s about how I looked the first time she touched me too.
It’s hard to imagine falling any harder — but every time I hear her laugh and see that smile, it sends me spiralling faster than a freight train.
Merry Christmas my love. x
Adam