I wasn’t lucky. I deserved it.
Margaret Thatcher
British Prime Minister

To say that February has been a watershed month would be a massive understatement. Not only the first visit to Australia, not only the beginning of a wonderful relationship with a remarkable woman but also the passing of my 33rd birthday and the first Valentine’s Day in many years that I anticipated and enjoyed, albeit ten thousand miles from my Valentine herself.

It’s been an odd one to say the least. I mean how harsh is it to meet someone with whom you share a massive chemistry, spend two unbelievable weeks together and then have to fly halfway around the world to spend the next two wishing you hadn’t had to leave. Add to this the bittersweetness of being able to spend time with your family at the expense of such a tenuous hold on a fledgeling relationship and you have a recipe for an emotionally draining rollercoaster. Can’t say I didn’t enjoy it though, the vacation was unbelievable in so many ways, I don’t think I have ever been so sad to leave, so happy to be there and so happy to get back all around the same vacation. The time I spent away forced me to check my tendency to rush in and gave me a degree of perspective that I have been known to lack at times. That instilled in me the confidence that I was doing the right thing by pursuing this relationship and thus made it harder to remain where I was. All this, however, seems so far away when I think of the way in which we know one another. It’s almost organic at times, a kind of “rightness” that comes so naturally that it surprises you both with it’s transparency and force. It makes time itself seem irrelevant, the passing hours and days both fly and crawl with similar ferocity leaving you uncertain of anything other than the presence you feel wrapped in your arms, the warmth and the gentle heartbeat now the tempo of your world’s time. It’s not that the doubts and realities of all relationships aren’t there, it’s just that you know they are merely tricks being played by your mind in order to test your own resolve. It’s simply true that when something is right, you know it.