Monday, 14 February 2005
The Century Mark
My one hundredth entry in my blog, later than I'd have thought. There have been plenty of holidays in the past couple of months that could've served as an anchor point, but maybe none more appropriate than today. Valentine's Day isn't exactly my favorite holiday - and I'm sure that thousands of others could agree with me.
But 2004 was the year that... I met Heather
Fitting, isn't it, that Entry Number 100 centers on her, seeing as how she made her first official appearance in my fiftieth entry. In truth, she made a passing appearance much sooner than that.
We met one year ago this month, at a masked ball thrown by a club for expats in Paris. It was a few weeks before we were actually dating, but the time since then has been full. I spent many of my high points in 2004 with Heather: two trips to the U.S., hosting Thanksgiving together for friends, silly moments, and more.
With our schedules, we ended up spending today apart - no different than any other Valentine's Day for me, in that way. But that's just today. This past weekend, my gift to her was a surprise trip to Florence, Italy.
What could've seemed frivolous, was in fact spontaneous. Exorbitant became worthwhile. Fleetingly short, the days stretched out before us.
Heather brings out the contradictions in me, and I love her for it. I spent this day without her, but I hope to spend every other one with her.
Happy Valentine's Day, my love.