Post by muppetinma on Aug 27, 2013 20:27:03 GMT -5
moment in your life. The thread is making me sappy and sentimental, which is not who I am at all. So I want to drag all of you down to sapland with me.
Post by muppetinma on Aug 27, 2013 20:28:37 GMT -5
(I'm going to get lazy and C&P mine from there)
In the middle of the night, sitting on top of a boat, floating down the Yangtze River in China in 2007. I was up there with a friend of mine. The rest of the boat was fast asleep and it seemed like there was nobody else in the world. We were drinking "screwdrivers" made with orange drink from a pouch and bootleg, fake vodka. It was one of those surreal moments that didn't seem real at the time and I'll never forget it.
The first time DH told me he loved me. I was sitting in the hallway of my hotel in Toronto (I didn't want to wake my roommate up), talking to DH on my phone. At this point, we were a glorified one-night stand and had only been in the same room twice. I knew a week after meeting him that he was the guy I was going to marry. This was the first time I realized that he felt the same way.
And also my daily dance parties in the kitchen with my son.
When we were in China, we traveled to Tibet and hired a car and driver to take us to the Everest base camp. We spent the night in a hostel next to the monastery, and in the morning, this is what I woke up to:
I went on a dolphin trip down in the Caribbean- we would hang out in the middle of the ocean on a catamaran and wait for the dolphins to come to us (not a 'captive' dolphin program). Being in the water with these magnificent creatures was perfect, just simply perfect.
Post by muppetinma on Aug 27, 2013 20:39:48 GMT -5
I want to share another one!! I'm such an attention whore tonight. Conservatively, I blame booze. But this one is for those of you who are card carrying members of the Dead Parent Club. My mom died in November of 2006. She was cremated and we decided to take her ashes and scatter them along the NH coast once the weather warmed up. We kept her ashes in an antique tin that belonged to her mother. The following June, my brothers, sister, dad, and I went to the rocky shoreline outside of Portsmouth to scatter her ashes in the water. We weren't quite sure if what we were doing was legal, dumping "human remains" on the beach, so we were trying to be stealth about it. As we were walking to a secluded spot, a couple came walking our way. My brother, without missing a beat, shoved the tin under his shirt and whispered "Be cool, mom. Be cool." I have never laughed so hard in my life, and it let me know that we'd be okay.
I used to sail across Lake Michigan during the summers between college years. During one race, one of my best guy friends and I had the midnight-4am shift. The sails were set, and the rest of the crew was asleep. We talked about everything and anything during those 4 hours under the stars of a perfect summer night. To be young, carefree, enjoying life with a best friend is something I really miss.
Post by browneyedhunni85 on Aug 27, 2013 20:48:57 GMT -5
A few years ago we went camping with another couple. We slept in a tent beside a creek. It was cool at night but the middle of August. It was so peaceful hearing the water in the background. We made s'mores by a big campfire and we had a great time. I had wanted to go camping our whole relationship and after about 7 years we finally went.
As a child we would often lay on the porch or trampoline and gaze at the stars. Life was so simple then.
I think watching Christian run around outside on a sunny warm day is pretty perfect.
Post by The Foozzler on Aug 27, 2013 20:50:58 GMT -5
A year after we graduated, my 3 best friends gathered at a lake house in upstate to NY. We hadn't seen much of each other over the past year and we spent the weekend catching up. On the last night, we laid out in the dark alone on the dock. There was heat lightening in the distance lighting up the night sky. It was a perfect moment.
Also, H and I went stargazing at the world's best star gazing spot- the top of Mauna Kea on the big island of Hawaii. You can see from horizon to horizon with no light pollution. It was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen.
I've got another one! When Abby was in the hospital, and she was about 32 weeks gestational, we were still trying to get comfortable with the whole situation, because it still always seemed like there was something to worry about. One day, we were looking in her isolette, and she looked right at me and smiled. Even though it was technically developmentally impossible, I got a picture of her looking at me and smiling. It was as if she was saying, "I'm cool. We're going to get through this." Shortly after that was when we were able to start saying "When she comes home" instead of "if."
Post by Regina Philange on Aug 27, 2013 21:02:35 GMT -5
Walking into class and finding out I was cast as Dorothy in the 3rd grade play. The script was highlighted on my desk when I walked in and I was so excited. I really wanted the part.
Post by creamsiclechica on Aug 27, 2013 21:06:06 GMT -5
One of the first few times Matt came up to visit me when our relationship began, we went downtown to the historical district in Philadelphia. If you've never been, it's really cool; original cobblestone streets and buildings, lots of wrought iron fences, etc. It was a beautiful and just warm enough night in March, so we were chilly enough to snuggle but not bitter. We spent the whole night just laughing, wandering, talking for hours, and there wasn't a single soul around. Flowers on the trees had begun to bloom, and Matt picked one and tucked it into my hair behind my ear, so I sighed and got down on one knee and asked him breathlessly if he'd marry me because I loved him and he was just too good to be true. He pulled my hands up to get me off my knees, looked into my eyes and asked me if I was serious, because he'd been wanting to ask me honestly if I would. It's when I knew one hundred percent he was my future, and we'd be partners in our feelings from then on. He left the next day, came back to Tennessee, and bought my engagement ring.
And while Matt was gone at Ft. Benning and A was just a few weeks old, I remember one clear night when we settled into a routine, just her and I, and I felt firm and confident in the fact that I could be her mom and a damn good one, even when I was alone. She was so small, and smelling so sweet from her bath, and she just snuggled into my chest there in the dark and fell asleep without a fight. I remember the gentle weight and warmth of her and how good it felt to finally be secure after so many weeks of panic, fear, and uncertainty.
Post by charmediamsure on Aug 27, 2013 21:07:42 GMT -5
H and I spent our honeymoon in Niagara Falls. We didn't have a car at the time so we took a bus in and I had looked at a map (ha! This was before Google maps!) and it didn't look like the bus terminal was that far from our hotel (I just looked it up on google---while it is a 9 minute drive it is a 50 minute walk!!) We were married December 31st so it was the dead of winter. We got off the bus, with all our luggage, and started walking. We walked for what seemed like miles until we finally found our way to the falls. We were staying at the Marriott on the Canadian side and it is supposed to be overlooking the falls, so we figured that if we followed the falls we would be there. It was snowing like crazy and late afternoon so it was starting to get a little dark. We finally found it and realized we were on the road by the falls and it was up a huge cliff. We couldn't get to it from where we were. We ended up having to call a cab to take us up and around. We must have looked like hot messes when we walked into this hoity toity hotel. We got up to our room and we were just frozen through so we ran a bath. I decided it would be a good idea to put bubbles in the tub so I used the shampoo and turned on the jets. We are sitting in the bath and the bubbles just grew and grew until they were a good 3 feet above the top of the tub. We just sat in the tub killing ourselves laughing. I remember saying "turn them off!" And H stumbling around the bathroom yelling "where is the button? My eyes!" My stomach hurt for 2 days after all that laughing.
One more that is probably a given: the minute they put Jack on my chest when he was born. He was just looking at me and H with these eyes as big as saucers and it felt like the world stopped. Like nothing would ever feel as perfect as that moment that we became a family.
My H split from his ex-wife around the same time I left my ex and we ended up spending a lot of time together. (We were good friends) We both moved back in with our parents until we could get back on our feet so we spent some late evenings out at the playground in his apartment complex just talking for hours. Even though at that point I had known him for about five years, I felt like that was when I really got to know him.
Post by creamsiclechica on Aug 27, 2013 21:29:28 GMT -5
I have another! Running with my best friend back home the night before our first race. Flying around that track, talking for like an hour about how far we'd come and how pumped we were to kick that race's ass. I remember telling him I didn't even feel my feet touching the track that we trained on, just this incredible freeing feeling that my body was self propelled, and him agreeing he felt the same. Then we went to celebrate at our favorite restaurant with truffle parmesan fries and wine. Perfect!