We were newly weds in a new city and alone on New Year’s eve. It was just before Christmas when I told her how I felt about her seven years ago and it was New Year’s eve when she said let’s give this a shot. Less than a year later we were married and by the next New Year’s eve we were in Indianapolis still looking for jobs, poor and happy. We didn’t know anyone yet so parties were not on the schedule. We decided to have our own fancy meal and dressed in a suit and tie for me, and a lovely cocktail dress for her and made our way to the fancy Marsh to get groceries for our four course meal. I had appetizer and dessert, she had the salad and the entree and we got some odd looks in the grocery store.
Six years after that night now in Portland Oregon with two kids, we where miles away but just as poor, and still just as happy. There was no four course meal but Beautiful made a roast with a brandy cream sauce and purple potatoes. I got the boys dressed up while she cooked and we surprised her natted out in our Sunday bests. She plated the food and ran into the room to get her party dress on and we turned off the lights and ate by candle light. We talked about the year, the move to a new house, Primo starting school, Grammie and Tom Tom visiting. It was a good year all and all, and while Beautiful and I felt the weight of financial worries the boys only felt the love. Beautiful and I smiled at each other through the candles as Primo said he was going to watch a show and Segundo said “I’m pooping” as he stood on his chair.
That night six years ago we ate by candle light on blankets on the floor. A terrible fire hazard that in no way could be accomplished with a four and two year old but seemed perfect at the time. This year we laid out blankets and made popcorn and watched a movie with the boys. So much has changed in that time but two things haven’t. We still feel like we are spinning our wheels financially but then again we are still madly in love and happy. I guess that’s a fair trade.