This time I am not talking about grapes, but instead my poor little heart. By now you would think I would be used to my personal love life always being a bit of a mess. I thought that this time around things were finally on the up and up. Andries, my boyfriend, was supposed to catch his flight in Johannesburg yesterday afternoon and land in JFK Monday at 7 AM. Three months since we were together last. I have been counting down the days for over a month now and tomorrow was the BIG day. We have been looking forward to a future together in Oregon. For some reason I knew something had happened.
I got home from the gym today and there was an email from Andries. He missed his flight (there was a car accident blocking the highway) and was too scared to call me as he felt that I would be mad and wouldn't believe him. I have never had to try so hard to love someone before. At first I thought it meant he wasn't coming at all and my heart broke into two. There are somethings in life you cannot control. This is one of them. At the end of the day, I am just happy he is okay. I am sad and had a good cry, but he can always rebook his ticket and I can always wait another day, another week and another month. We had a great conversation this afternoon via SKYPE and hopefully this roadblock just makes us realize how much more special we are to each other.
I remind everyone to cherish each and every minute with the people you love. Because you never know if and when you will see them again.
I WAS BORN WITH A SUITCASE IN MY HAND: ADVENTURES AROUND THE WORLD Becky Rochester would gladly live out of a suitcase if it meant she could see the world, and that is what she did and continues to do today. She has lived in WI, IL, PA, CA, OR, New Zealand and Australia. Working in different wineries and vineyards and now a brewery, she lives life to the fullest. Sometimes following her heart instead of her head put her in some difficult situations, but she wouldn't change a thing.
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