2 posts tagged “history”
How cute were you as a baby/child? Let's see those baby pics!
I was probably more impatient than 'cute' as a child. :P Not much has changed.
Growing up, I was always bummed about not having a 'baby book' where mum would have written stuff about me growing and glued pictures in etc. So, on my 18th birthday my mum surprised me with a brand new (pink, of course) baby book where she'd gathered all her favourite baby pics of me and written down everything she could remember about me as a child. It was the best present ever! I will always cherish it.
S was obviously very cute, if deceptively innocent looking, as a child. :D
He never used to have *any* pictures of himself as a kid, but for his 25th birthday I trawled through all his mum's photo albums and scanned in almost every pic of him i could find and compiled his very own baby album. I think he liked it. :P Well, I at least think it's the cutest thing ever, especially since he's a twin and two babies are always cuter than one eh?
P.S. He's gonna hate this entry. But it was the 'Question of the Day'! Not my fault...
- Marianne
On the last day of July in 1999, S phoned me up from England and asked what I was doing the next day. And if I wasn't too busy could I come and pick him up from Helsinki airport. Now, to understand the gravity of this you need to realise that he's a man who never does things on a spur of moment, and he was - and still is - petrified of flying. Yet he had organised all this in a day, to fly to another country on a moment's notice to see a girl he'd never met in real life before. Takes some guts. That won over the last bits of my heart that were still having doubts about it working out for us. And as far as I'm concerned, this act of madness will go down in history as his finest moment.
He stayed in Finland for two wonderful weeks, and when I finally watched him go through the customs at the airport I experienced the kind of physical pain of loss I'd never thought was possible previously, it was as my heart was being ripped right out of my chest. For five excruciating weeks we tried to go back to phone call and chatting on IRC, but it just couldn't fill that void anymore. So, he came back for a week in October. That's when we decided that, since my work situation was more flexible at the time, I would go to England in December and stay for five months to see how living together would work out. Three years later, I was still in England...
At the end of 2002 we decided to move to Finland for a bit just to see how living in my home country would feel like, in the hopes that this would tell us where we preferred to live. Again, it's been three and a half years now and we still can't quite make up our minds about where to 'settle'. I'm afraid we'll probably be shuttling back and forth between the two countries for as long as we live... Time will tell I suppose.
- Marianne
