My dearest Baby Gult,
It has been 6 years since I met JG-your daddy-to be, and I figured, if you’ve got any of my genes, you would be curious as a cat to find out how your parents met each other. So here is the story.
Like any other respectable couple, we began our relationship being “just good friends”. It was August 2003 and I just started grad school as a wide eyed and home sick twenty something. And JG, he was new in town too, but he had the experience of negotiating through coursework, research work, managing to have a life outside the lab and other such fun things you get to do in graduate school. Also, he just got himself a shiny new car. So overall, JG was the decent guy material that good girls were expected to hang out with. The first few months, we were really just friends. You know, meeting for the occasional coffees, lunches and dinners. A semester ended and the brutal winter began. No, no, the cold and the snow did not make me horny; the winter just made me lonelier and more home sick than ever.
I had trouble waking up in the mornings for my 8am class, navigating my way through piles of snow to and from school and a terrible time cooking for myself and being alone in the apartment. Somehow, JG always came to my rescue. He would give me a wake up call every single day (I know, alarm clocks were invented by then), he picked me up from school when I had to stay back late finishing stuff and made Maggi for me when there was no food in my refrigerator. By the end of the winter, we were spending more time with each other than away.
One beautiful Spring evening, we decided to go to a nearby pond for a walk. Sometime during the walk, we instinctively held hands, like it was the most natural thing to do. And it got me thinking about us, about where all of this was going and such. We decided to meet after dinner to watch TV together (didn’t I tell you we were spending a lot of time together, besides, there was no TV in my apartment). Sometime during a commercial break (yes, even life changing moments need to wait for commercial breaks) in an episode of Law and Order, I asked him where all of this was going and what it meant. Without missing a beat he told me that he thought the world of me and would like for nothing to change between us. Ok, honestly, I don’t remember the exact words, but I guess the feeling is more important, right? I was not expecting this confession and was taken aback. I promptly left saying I needed some time to think about it.
Come weekend, JG invited me to go on drive to the nearby mountains and spend the day with him. After driving for about an hour, we reached a beautiful place in the Berkshires with winding roads, a little river flowing next to the road, lush green trees and bright sunshine. Of course, there were also ugly naked people sun bathing, but we chose to ignore them. We parked the car and took a walk along the river on wet pebbles. We finally settled down on a huge rock. The sound of slow flowing water and the serenity of the place,suddenly made everything clear. I realized that next to him was my favorite place to be then and forever. And I gathered the courage to tell him just that. What followed was a confessional about our past and quick agreement on what we expect from the future. And just like that, on May 1st 2004, we moved a step ahead from being good friends to a couple. The rest as they say is history and a story for another day.
Lots of love
Your Amma-to be, who cannot wait to hold you.
My dearest JG, Congrats for sticking around with me for 6 years! It was been a super fun ride so far and I look forward to the many many more turns on this roller coaster by your side. Love, NM.