4th July – I like to think it’s where it all began. The date marks a special memory for Danny and I and it doesn’t have anything to do with America celebrating Independence Day! On 4th July 2010, we met with a couple of friends to say goodbye to our primary school before it was being knocked down. Not for one minute did I imagine that day would play a part in where we are today.
Most days our version of saying “Hi” was smiling at one another when we bumped into each other or passed in the college corridors. I even remember going into reception as I was about 5 minutes away from my Spanish lesson beginning. I didn’t like how I looked that day but he still turned my way and smiled. Then there was there was a day I was sat outside an exam room waiting for my speaking exam like a nervous wreck… again for Spanish!
I look back and wish I had more confidence to bring more conversation in person. We always had a laugh and spoke to each other through texts. I didn’t see back then what I do now. Everyone asked if there was anything between us and I would say, “Noooo, we just love having each other to talk to.” How wrong was I?!
We were out of touch for a year or so. Little did I know, things were about to change. The friendship was always there. We went on so many nights out together with friends. I lost count of the times we would spent chatting away on the curb outside whilst everyone else carried on the drunken antics waiting for food or a taxi home. The conversations were about absolutely anything – it was just so easy. We had come a long way from the silence in the corridors! At this point, I knew there was a connection, something that got stronger as the weeks went by. And the weeks turned into months.
What happened next? We were speaking most days or every day now. Danny gave me my first “Happy Valentine’s Day” message. He carried me over the puddles in the rain on Boxing Day 2012 (remembering key dates again). We would always dance together. The smiles were meaning more every time we looked at each other. Danny always made sure I got home safe – he even waited outside a club for me once. There wasn’t a time where he didn’t look out for me. Whenever I entered the same room, he would come and give me a hug. So, most people would think we were together now. And when I look back at photos, I think, “Wow, Danny didn’t half stick around!”
We finally had a realisation, it was probably mostly me to blame for taking so long. One night in the midst of everyone having fun and enjoying themselves, we took a moment to ourselves.
After several attempts of figuring out and asking if I would be his girlfriend, I finally took some faith in the friendship we had. I was always terrified if anything went wrong and would ruin in. What a fool, Tasha! Every day since has helped to building a new level closeness, my best friend, and the man I fall in love with every day.
Up until a few years ago, I said said my greatest fear was losing Danny. I don’t even picture that anymore. We dance in the living room, in the kitchen, wherever we feel like it, in the house we are happy to call our home. Those hugs from day one meant so much and now I get them every day. You might have read in earlier posts from December and January that Danny proposed – I am going to be his wife! I’m laughing as I type tis post because we always said if we were alone at 40, we would come back to each other. Turns out, we were never going to wait that long. Of course, there’s more love in the air because we are going to be parents. 4th July this year marks 5 weeks until our first baby’s due date. He clearly knows I am talking about him because he is wriggling around inside me right now.
The reason for sharing this post is to show that trusting your feelings and letting go of “what ifs” can make a whole lot of difference in life. Danny and I can look back and see everything we have built together even through the many things that have hit us. Whether it be difficult days or exciting days, he will always be the one I turn to. There’s no one than knows me better than Danny. The most romantic, kind-hearted, handsome man I am lucky to call mine.
Here’s to the next chapter and falling in love all over again when we meet our baby boy and get the wedding planning started.