Ten years ago I was to meet a boy. By then I had a litany of arranged dates gone horribly wrong so suffice to say I was more than reluctant. Despite my inner naughty voice that suggested I leave him stranded at the airport the girl with innate good breeding won and I picked him up from the airport. I thought he was passably good looking but his hair appeared to have been grown from one of those chia plants- upwards and thick. Hmmm. A good stylist could correct that I thought. We proceeded to have a very relaxed and serene weekend. I took him to an Egyptian restaurant and when the belly dancer came to dance around him he would not even glance at her charms. I had never met a boy as shy and simple. I was intrigued by that. And things kept looking better and more promising as we traveled every weekend to spend time with each other. I was also amazed by how good looking he really was and I found him a stylist who cut his hair fabulously short. There were even a few undergrad girls who tried to hit on my guy at the gym at UPenn. Instead of being upset I was overjoyed: after all his hair, clothes, shoes had all been picked out by moi. And then... Six weeks later we were engaged! Here is the email I sent out... Hi all, All good things come to those who wait is an adage I have heard many, many times. My belief in it is at once renewed, reawakened and reaffirmed. Providence, fate and some mystical supernatural forces certainly had a part to play in my meeting Ajay. The rest as they say is history.... [ To appease everyones curiosity somewhat here are the basics- Ajay is 34, an attending nephrologist and clinical epidemiologist at the University of Pennsylvania in Philly and a wonderful, wonderful man who has left me with a grin so permanently plastered to my face that my jaw muscles hurt!] As our ephemeral plans find translation into reality more details on when and where will be forthcoming.... ...for now....please grin with us! We were married August 7th of 2004. Within 14 months we had a daughter, a new house and new jobs...all in a new city. That definitely strained us and our relationship to the max. We did it all on a major fast forward track. For two years we were on survival mode. In addition I decided to start a masters program around that time as well. I think we needed a STOP sign but instead kept signing up for more. We learned our lessons the hard way. We are still learning to slow down and smell the roses but we try to have some mindful moments daily. Ajay has been my staunchest supporter and stood by me in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad. When I look at the ground he is the shadow I see. Some people have a grand passion, I have a quiet, always present shadow who never leaves me. I am so glad my Dad helped me choose one of Gods good men for me. I love you with all my heart. Together we have established a family. We gave birth to Ms K just as she gave birth to a mother and father. The three of us now are forging our own identity as a family establishing dinner time rituals, evening prayers and family dinners. Memories...that are created every day. These ten years have not been a bed of roses. They have had many thorns. Ajays steadfast support through my struggles with depression have been a beacon of light. We have come through it all. Together....stronger and more committed than ever to the life we have and the family we have created. Our relationship may have been bent many a times but like strong metal will never break. May God always give us the flexibility and durability to endure...today and always. To ten glorious years...a heartfelt toast. And to many more. Cheers!
Posted on: Thu, 07 Aug 2014 15:06:34 +0000
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