“You know you’re in love when you don’t want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” -Dr. seuss
To see the world with someone you love is something that I think is rare. So often we treat relationships like a pair of shoes. We love them one minute, then when we find a newer version the next. We toss away the pair that once captured our attention with it's promise of years of protection and harm from the outside world.
With her...well I feel like I've known my lovely Jenn for years. We talk about the future and what we want to see in our future. One secairo that continues to eco thoughout our conversations is that of world travel. To see the world together and to have many stories to share with all that want to listen. Our first adventure was in my home town of Albuquerque New Mexico.
Sandia Mounthains, Albuquerque NM
I wanted to share with her my childhood, the food that was raised on and the culture of the Land of Enchantment. The narration of Albuquerque told only though Jenn's perspective was truly amazing. The lack of trees and water made her realize that she was indeed in the desert. My favorite memorie of this trip was my stressful Grandfather and Jenn discussing about beautiful Italy while watching a VHS copy of South Pacific. The genuine excitement that he displayed while shareing his personal vacation photos to a girl that he just met...made my heart melt. You see, my grandfather is not much of a talker...or an expressive feelings kind of guy. But he really took to my girl. The photo below helps describes how wonderful this visit was:
This picture alone says a thousand words. The compassion combined between these two lovely people give me goose bumps. My grandfather who has lead a wonderful long life, has many unique stories of the war, love, fine cuisine and love for all things photographed. and Jenn, a fighter, a heart made of pure love, and the most selfless acts of kindness that you will ever find. compassion. They both have tons of it to give, each in their own fun and unique way.
If you have ever lived and or visited Albuquerque New Mexico, you know that chile runs though the veins of the locals. Smothered or Christmas style are the terms that you learn growing up. Introducing Jenn to my love for all things chili was something exciting and equally scary at the same time. I knew that she was hesitant at first. I wanted to slowly introduce her to real authentic chile. I drive her to the local University's hottest restaurant for a afternoon bite. The restaurant is called The Frontier. It is an old restaurant that primary is frequented by college students because Albuquerques main University across the street from this fine restaurant. We walk up to order our food and I order: One Red Chile soft taco and Red chili enchilada with Spanish rice, refried beans and a beef taco. To slowly introduce her to her new obsession, we add the chile to side. She just needed one bite and I knew that Mexican food would never be the same for her.
Her tastebuds quivered in delight from the smoky red chile flavor. Locoaly handmade tortillas that made all the previous tortillas that she is accustomed to, seem bland and downright dreadful. The chile experiment went off beautifully!
its these life experiences that I can look back on and say we did that, or we tried this. When the day is all said and done I want to look back on my life and say that we lived! We traveled, we laughed, we cried, we made love, that we made the best of this life and regret nothing. When thinking about all that we have experienced thus far, that smile thing decides to return to my face. To think that with all my weird ticks and odd and often strange thoughts that exist in my mind, she just looks at me and smiles with her eyes. Love is truly not dead but is very very much alive.
How do you know that your in love?
This is a question that constantly makes its round when you or someone you know, has entered a new relationship. Quite often you will get people asking ''Sure you like her, but don't you think it's all going to fast? I mean how do you know?'' I thought long and hard about this question and what I came up with was...nothing. You can not possibly answer that question and expect others to fully understand the gravity of the love that you feel. Love is a series of memories and moments and those two simple things that we take for granted carry so much weight. The way she asks you what shoe size you are because she wants to surprise you with a new pair of boots. The way she fills your Christmas stocking full of items that best represent you, she is all that you desire and have been searching for for years. With all my energetic mannerisms that make up the chemistry that is Chris, she welcomes these weird and often A.D.D. type features. I know that if I decided one day to constantly flicker the light switch on and off at a rapid rate, she would laugh and close her eyes and picture that days and nights were just passing in front of her. If I told her that I loved her in a strange cartoon type voice, she would respond with the best impression that she could muster of the voice that I had used. You see to her my random unique nerdy type personality, fits inside of her uniquely beautiful shaped heart. Every part of her is different and shaped perfectly to encompass the beauty that is her. She get me. Her crazy matches my crazy. You see love can't be explained. Love can only be felt by these two simple words memories and moments. I am selfish in saying that I don't want to explain to someone else, the experiences that I have collected with her. My heart has a firm and steady grip on all those memories and moments, that they cant possibly be extracted by others. My heart will only open up for her and her only.