So the thing is…I fell in love.
There’s really no other way to put it. I can’t think of an easier way to explain, because there’s actually every way to explain. But I guess that doesn't do it justice, does it.
I wanted to tell this story. Really, I did. And I tried, more than once. But it all came out in a mixture of horses in stables and plums on the table and even soup, in a bowl. It just wasn't working because I couldn't remember correct punctuation and whether or not exclamation points come before or after the quotation mark. It happened over time yet very quickly, both of these things at once. And what it came down to was really only the difference between ellipses and dot-dot-dot. Because I realized there wasn't an ending to complete the story I wanted to tell. So I kept waiting, long enough to realize that the thing about an ending is, if it's really the story I hope I’m telling, there won’t ever be one.
I could tell you lots of things. Things about how he exceeds all of my impossible standards and how we're on the same team and how he enriches every part of my life and, how I never knew what it really meant to love someone because now I see respect and admiration never go missing. But, what I'd really like to tell you is that I'm going to see this person in one week…for only the third time…and on a third continent. And that makes complete sense…if you knew us. Because if you knew us, you’d know how emblematic it was that we first met by the slightest of chances in Africa, and that I met him for a second time the next year in California, where we are both from, having grown up only two hours away from each other and never knowing it. So when I tell you that in one week I’m boarding a flight to South Korea, where he is living, you can see how this is clearly the most characteristic of ways in which I shall see him again. Yet despite the circumstances, or perhaps because of them, all I can think about is how thankful I am for the simple fact that he exists in my life, and the amount of happiness he brings me, every day.
It's a beautiful thing, this soup and these stables. And the plums. Definitely the plums...
