help me I'm falling in love again...
Okay. I love this man with all of my heart. He is just simply put the most amazing guy in the world. I swear no one could ever or will ever take his place. This has been one of those amazing nights that we've had. He's made it one to remember, I'll tell you that. When he said he was going to surprise me, he should have said blown away because that's exactly what I was. Just . . . completely knocked off my feet. I guess it started when he blindfolded me and led me over to the car. And despite my many pleadings and pouting, he absolutely refused to give me any hints. Not even an itty bitty one.
So we arrived at the place he had wanted to go to. And he still didn't let me in on his plans. We walked for a bit until he asked me to take a really giant step. Which understandably, I did not get one bit but I did anyway and landed in something that rocked heavily from the impact. So hint given ;; I was in a boat. He led me over to a seat and told me to sit down and hang on tight and for a few moments, we were in motion, riding through the water until he finally stopped the boat. And I couldn't hear the waves anymore. The only thing I could hear was the soft lapping of the water.
He still wouldn't let me take off my blindfold and so obediently, I sat there and waited, listening as he rummaged around. And I could hear him too. I could hear him tinkering around the boat and moving stuff. I could even hear him mumbling under his breath. I never caught the words, but I heard his voice. After a few more moments, I felt him ease the blindfold off my face and stood back to let me see what he'd been doing. And . . . whoa.
He'd set up candles all around the boat's deck. Everywhere I looked there were candles. And right in the middle was a table ladened with Italian food he'd cooked himself. Joel like, never cooks. I swear, this whole year, the closest he ever got was a turkey sandwich. And he cooked italian dinner for me. All by himself. And it was actually delicious. And no, I'm not insulting him. Heh. I devoured my dinner. And then when I asked for more, he came out with a slice of cheesecake which we fed to each other.
After drinking some grape juice disgused in a wine bottle, we took a little swim out in the ocean. It was cold, but it was so calming. I felt very much at ease in the water. As if the dinner and the boat and everything else wasn't enough for me, he said he had another surprise waiting for me in the boat. He was really excited about this one so he carried me back up to the boat and let me up the ladder. I know for a fact that he only let me up the ladder first to stare at my butt. Haha. But it's alright, for now.
As soon as we got on the boat, he covered my eyes and led me down under the deck and into the bedroom where he had the room covered in rose petals. I swear, he never fails to surprise me. Even when he doesn't think he does, he does. All the time. After a while, we sat down on the edge of the mattress where he pulled out a tiny book from beneath the pillow and gave it to me, saying something about not getting a chance to wrap it. I took the book, thinking it was a journal he'd given me to write it, but when I leafed through it, I noticed that it was already written in. And as I looked through the pages, Joel explained that a little bit before we got married, he'd kept a journal to himself. Of all his thoughts about me and everything he'd been feeling at the time. Lyrics, pictures, poems. It was all there.
And I just got this tiny lump in my throat. Before I could react, he took the book from my hands and flipped to the inside cover and read outloud. Something he'd written to me:
For My Wife.
This is something I started a little before we got married. There's never been a time that I've questioned my love for you. Even before we got married I knew we'd end up together forever. Every song I sing, I sing for you. Every breath I breathe, I breathe for you. I guess I hope this book will serve as proof of that. I love you, I always will. Happy Anniversary - Love Joel.
I read that over and over. Probably five times and when I looked up at him, I was crying. The feelings were just so intense. I couldn't believe I was sitting there with this... this amazing person. This gift from up there, you know? As corny as that sounded. All I could do was stare at him, stare at every inch of his face and memorize just that moment right there. Where it was just him and me and no one else. And even when I get old and I can't remember this day to its exact details, I'll always remember the feeling. And I'll always keep that book with me no matter what and I'll hide it and make sure no one ever touches it and nothing ever happens to it. And I'm getting choked up again so I'm stopping right here.
I love you Joel.
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