St. Patty's Day

It was this time last year, March 17, 2011, when we took our adventurous journey to New York City. We were only dating about a month and half back then, but that day made me fall him love with him even more. New York City is like our love story, it was their for the beginning of our relationship, we even have a famous "awesomos" holiday named after that day. As I look at our memories of that day through a scrapbook, I look and I saw how happy we were on that day. How nothing mattered, we just enjoyed the beautiful day we had together, never knowing what our future held before us. It was St.Patty's day, an Irish holiday. Yeah he could of went out with his friends to a bar and get drunk, like most people did, but no. He decided to come to NYC with me and watch the St. Patty's Day parade because he wanted to , not because he had to. That decision was a part of what we are today. Now should I hate him for making that decision, no it was one of the best days in our relationship, although it lead up to the worst days. On the contrary, should I hate him for this decision he made now, no because it may lead up to the best days of my life, only time can tell! Now back to the story, again it was St. Patty's day an Irish holiday, yet neither of us were Irish. I love that about him, he can make any holiday and celebrate it like it was his own. He never complained nor told me it was stupid, well he was always strong anyways and never complained about much, he was always positive and it definitely rubbed off on people. We watched this never ending parade on the NYC streets, we took pictures on a hill top. The  best part was when we went to the Zoo. I was so happy when he told me he was taking me to the zoo, I never been to a real zoo, well actually I been to a zoo, just not a big zoo like that one. It was an amazing day! He even made a friend Mr. Seal . That day we made me laugh so hard, it was one of the plastic monkey mask we were playing with and taking pictures, and being so silly. He dropped something, since he had the mask on with the cardboard covering his eyes so he cant see,  I bent down to pick it up when we bumped heads because he tried to pick it up without any sight to see it. We laughed so hard and till this very day I remember that exact moment and it always brings a smile to my  face and sometimes I have to laugh.

That day brings back so many memories back. This year St. Patrick's day, I was sad. Everybody talked about what they did last year and asked me where I was, all I could do was look them in the eye  so hard  as my eyes turning red and they would say, "oh," and I walked away with nothing. All I could  think about was "Our beautiful NYC love story" that will continue to grow.

155.10 days, .42 yr.