Two nights ago we were at a new years eve bash. We arrived at 11 pm to find ourselves at the back of a 50 person line, out in the cold. Luckily someone we went with got us in the VIP entrance so we got past the newly-legal 21 year olds and the doe eyed teenagers with fake ids and the seasoned party goers, and we found ourselves in a converted warehouse-type setting. It was dimply lit and had the billboard top 100 blaring from nearby speakers. Eerily they also had men on stilts wearing gothic makeup and masquerade masks, but it was sort of classy. The venue housed nearly 2000 people i m guessing, but I'm not very good with numbers so I could be wrong. But it was definitely big enough, that it was still cold without our jackets.
Since the time I was a little girl, capable of dreaming romantic things, I have always wanted to spend new years eve with my special someone.
Most women were in classic sparkly stilettos and sequenced dresses, and stop-traffic-red lipstick. I had clearly missed the memo that sparkly was the code for a new years eve bash but hey !
Dean and I rang in the new year together, glad that we were together despite all of the hurdles that came up these past few weeks.
I planned to write another post with all those details later this week, for right now I am more interested in talking about how much it meant to me to spend new years eve with Dean.
Truly it was a dream come true.
Since the time I was a little girl, capable of dreaming romantic things, I have always wanted to spend new years eve with my special someone.
Earlier this year I mentioned it in passing and Dean took it upon himself to make sure it happened.
From wrangling us tickets, to co-ordinating it with his friends, to buying me the perfect outfit and suggesting the idea hair-do, and giving me the most breath taking compliments, my knight in shining armor never ceases to amaze me.
Every year on new years day I write a post about the year that was and all the things that I am thankful for.
This is my list for 2012 (in NO particular order)
- Dean. For he makes me feel more special than I deserve.
- My parents, who have accepted my decisions unconditionally
- Dean's family, who did the same.
- My friends (old and new) who have oooh-ed and aahhh-ed at all the right moments, in a way that only a true story teller like myself can appreciate. You made my eventful journey all the more exciting when I got to share it.
- My sister and brother in law who always make me feel like I'm part of their new family.
- My grandmother, for those last few passing smiles and words. Thank you for waiting for me.
- My extended family who I had the pleasure of spending time with in the most saddening situation. I'm grateful they got us through that.
- The house maid in my parents house, for she has not changed in years and seeing her after 3 and half years I found that I was strangely excited and appreciative of all that she does to keep my house hold stable and flexible.
- The office and my manager, for all the everyday pressures that make it worth my while to get out of bed every morning.
- Modern medicine, for saving my father, my sister and my nephew.
- God, for all that I have been given and all that I have been saved from.
