He’s my best friend

Today I’ve been reading countless blogs on getting married young

Ironically, most of the people that wrote the blogs on “getting married young” got married at 20-23’ish . . .so maybe I’m like “super young” or even a baby still but whatever.

It’s kinda interesting how I still get craptalk from people and even total strangers about my timeline for starting my life and also for apparently “marrying a guy I didn’t know”. Comments like that are extremely funny to me. Because I bet you any amount of money – I know and knew Colby way better than anyone that lived or lives in close vicinity of their significant other.

It is a reality that Colby and I only were together in person 4 times (A total of 28 days when you add them all up together) before we decided we should close the gap between us, and also get engaged. When I do think that we only spent 28 days together in person, it kinda shocks me a little bit too, because that isn’t even a full month! There are TONS of reasons though, that I wouldn’t change anything about how we met – how our relationship progressed, how we maintained it and how we made it work. I say that because having so many miles between us, obviously there wasn’t time to sit and waste making out in the back of a car, or getting caught up in physical desires. Time together was more meaningful, we talked – about everything. I remember staying awake until 2:30 in the morning regularly (Obviously because there was also a 3 hour time difference) and talking about things that would pertain to our future selves. I’m pretty sure Colby and I covered every single topic under the sun that most people need to know about each other before they get married (and that’s all when I was 16-17). I got a book that had 1,000 questions in it to ask your significant other. We talked about careers, what kind of houses we wanted to have, what you would do if you lost a limb, kids, religion, financial responsibilities, healthy lifestyles, hobbies, heck, we even made lists of things that we had as “habits” or things we thought the other might not really like living with, so when I moved here, I knew Colby was going to throw his dirty smelly socks on the floor next to his bed, listen to his music way louder than he should, and Colby knew I had a tendency to leave cupboard doors open or that sometimes when brushing my teeth I don’t rinse down that random glob of toothpaste that sits in the sink.
I knew Colby on such a personal level without even having to be there in person with him. We talked all day through text messaging, and then we talked until very early in the morning through skype and usually fell asleep together on it as well.

So when someone accusingly says that I ran off to marry the “perfect stranger” I didn’t marry a stranger, I married my best friend. The first person I wanted to talk to after my car accident was Colby, when my feelings were hurt, I wanted Colby. He was the only one that made everything better.

I know people who have met each other, gotten engaged and then married all within 4 months. Can someone explain to me how that is any more valid than me speaking to someone for 10+ hours every day for almost 2 years? No? Ok didn’t think so.

Anyway I’m in love. . .with my best friend, whom I know so well. . . and I’m happy with how we met and everything else that happened to get us where we are now. I’m not ashamed to be married young, I actually think that for me, it was the perfect way for things to go. Marriage isn’t a one size fits all. I didn’t and don’t need to be completely settled and “find myself” before I married my husband. In reality, Colby has successfully helped me begin to find myself with the help of his companionship and love. I truly am indebted to him for everything he does for me on a daily basis.

I married the greatest guy and the perfect person for me. We are truly a match made in heaven!

Running out of 2013 hoping 2014 has open arms

I woke up this morning and realized 2013 was over and I almost wanted to cry.

This year has been the craziest year of my life and also one of the best. I became an Adult, I got engaged, I moved to a new country, I GOT MARRIED, . . . It’s just crazy. So much has happened is such a short 365 days and it’s crazy. I’ve almost been in Canada for 6 months now and I honestly just can’t wrap my head around how quickly time flies.

This time last year I was preparing to head to Canada for the first time to visit Colby and his family. I didn’t think that a year from then I’d be living here spending the next New Year’s eve with Colby in beautiful British Columbia.

This past year I’ve learned so much, I’ve grown, I’ve matured and I’ve taken some steps that other people thought was crazy. . . that even I thought at times were crazy. I’ve learned that in order to live, you have to take chances, no matter what anyone else says. I’ve learned to believe in myself and that I am capable of SO MUCH more than I ever imagined. I’ve learned that it’s ok to cry and it’s ok to change your mind. I’ve learned that there is truly no place like home and that your family is the most important thing you have – even if it takes 3,000 miles to come to that realization.
I’ve learned to humble myself, shut my mouth, trust others and forgive (and they are a continual process that I guess I will carry onto my new years resolutions for 2014. . .hah) I’ve learned that love knows no distance, there are selfless people in this world and that angels really do exist on earth.

Getting married to Colby has been the highlight of my year and one of the best decisions I have ever made. The influence he is in my life keeps me pushing forward and gives me the motivation I need to start another day despite how homesick or fed up I am. I could go on and on about everything I love about him, because he is so great. I love him so much, more than I ever thought possible to love something and it’s so magical and makes me so happy. I’m STOKED to be starting a new year with him and see where the year leads us!

I have some pretty big goals for 2014

1. Colby and I have decided to get fit! We want to take a cruise in 2015-2016 for a real honeymoon and we both want to be hott! (classic resolution I know I know)
2. We have also set a goal to go to Europe in 2020-2021 – before we start having kids. So savings is a big thing!
3. I want to become a permanent resident of Canada! (Not that I have too much control over this but hey – enthusiasm! :)
4. Visit Roanoke and renew my wedding vows to Colby and celebrate with my family and friends from home.
5. Take a beginners course in French
6. Be able to move into our own apartment (After permanent residency is established)

Here’s to also hoping that most of these aren’t forgotten by February! ;)
I’m pretty excited about the new year, wishing all my friends and family a happy one! Here’s to writing the wrong date on everything for the next month!

I love you all!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Silver Bells, Renovations, Christmas trees, Hooplah

It a bit overdue for a whole new post on my blog.

My life has been hectic – but lazy at the same time.  How is this even possible!?

Thanksgiving was a whirlwind of a day. I woke up early in the morning to start cooking and was really excited to share “American Thanksgiving” with my Canadian family.   I surprisingly cooked everything almost perfectly (having done most of it for the first time by myself) and I was content with how things turned out. We had some friends over and enjoyed company and had some good laughs.  It was a fun time –  as much fun as it was though, it was very hard being away from my family during one of my favorite holiday’s.  Skyping them them afternoon was bittersweet as in the background I heard laughing and joy, while I stood by myself in the kitchen my feet freezing cold on the tile.  At that moment I wanted to be home so bad . . .if only telaporting were real.

Since Christmas is right around the corner (This is my absolute favorite time of year, decorations and lights and happy people and music – ah. . . it just makes my heart smile)  Colby and I have kicked into finding deals on presents and trying to make our first Christmas together perfect.  Bummer though that I found out everything I had picked on Amazon for Colby couldn’t be shipped into Canada and I threw a mini fit. . . that’s one thing that sucks here!

That basement suite in my Father-in-laws house is another step closer to being finished! The drywall was delivered and we got almost all of it up already (We’ll be finishing tonight)  It’s so exciting to see the basement look more like a home. I’m so anxious to be able to paint, decorate and furnish the little space.   Colby and I have been looking at furniture, appliances and paint and it’s really exciting to finally have our own private space. 

There was a HUGE roller coaster with the Citizenship and Immigration Canada website – my online signature WAS NOT working and it was driving me nuts. So we went and had to print off everything to send it via snail mail. . . this is after me spending the better part of a day trying to call and get more information from a real person on the phone, but since the typhoon in the Philippines that wasn’t happening.  So after trying ONE LAST TIME to esign – it finally worked and I was thrilled. It’s been paid for and I am now awaiting to hear back from the Canadian government that my implied status is over and I have been granted an extension of my visitor residency.  We’re just about finished with my application for permanent residency and that’ll be out the door soon as well – which will be another HUGE stress ball off my shoulders.

So amidst all this, there is a lot of documentary days where I sit and learn useless facts. Cleaning days when I just am going cleaning crazy,   sad days when I am so lonely I want to cry. Happy days when nothing can get me down.  

But they are mostly good days, because I am blessed to spend every day with my best friend. Someone who understands me, has never ending compassion and love.  Someone who I couldn’t live without. I love my husband! 

Anyway –  I’m going to go make dinner and hopefully get the rest of the drywall up! 

Cheerio 

48 hours. . . .?

The days have literally ticked by so slowly this past week… the reality is slowly setting in, but I don’t think it has in it’s entirety. I’ve been so blessed with the help of Colby’s family to make our civil ceremony beautiful and emotionally from my family and close friends back home.

In two days, I get to marry my best friend. I think when we set October 14th as our date, we thought it was far off. We had 3 months when we decided that’s the day we would get married, and it seemed really far away then, and it’s come really quickly, besides this past week of course, that seriously couldn’t have gone any slower.

I always knew I had the potential to be a raging bridezilla, up until yesterday though it hadn’t emerged. I figure that might be because this wedding is so tiny (20 people. . woo!) that it wouldn’t happen. It happened yesterday, and it was quite the tantrum.
My wedding seamstress was so unprofessional and slack that I was 2 shy steps for needing someone to restrain me from beating the crap out of her. Thankfully she doesn’t actually suck at her job and my dress turned out really nice (I’ll post pictures after Monday. . .since Colby isn’t allowed to see) I’m very pleased with it. I didn’t expect to like another dress so much, since my actual “Wedding Dress” that my Mother cried over and I had my “Say yes to the dress moment” is back in Virginia where our bigger and a lot more personal wedding ceremony and reception will be held (I know I’ll be going total bridezilla on that one. . . oops!)

The significance of the 14th goes back to my relationship with my Great Grandparents, Ma and Papa. Papa was one of my dearest and closest friends. . .he was my runaway buddy. I always fled to their house when I was having a rough time and Papa always listened and knew when to make fun of me and when to be serious. They wed on the 14th of October, and so I want to, too.
One of the hardest things about preparing for this wedding, and for even being excited really. . . is that my family isn’t here. The other night it hit me like a brick that I was getting married and none of my family is here to see it. Even though our “big wedding” with our own written vows and my gorgeous dress my parents purchased is around the corner as well. . . and even though this wedding is so tiny. . . this is me getting married without my Mom and Dad, without my siblings, without all of my family and without my best friends, and that’s been a tough pill to swallow these past few days.

I didn’t imagine as a little girl I would be getting married and my family wouldn’t be there. But this is how things have worked out and honestly have to be, sacrifices aren’t easy, but in the end this will all be worth it.

I can’t imagine my life without Colby in it. I can’t think of something more meant to be than my relationship with him. I can’t think of someone more perfect for me, in every single way. I knew him before this life.. . my spirit knew his before we ever walked in physical bodies on earth and I’m thankful for that. He is my other half, he completes me, and thankfully he understands me so easily. Every struggle that has been thrown at us to get to this point in our relationship and our lives together has only made our bond and our love for each other stronger and so even though at the time I cursed those issues, was mad, cried, hated God for it, it’s been a trial that has brought us to where we are now. We’re getting married, because we’re ready for it, despite what anyone else wants to think.

So we get married Monday. My dress and his outfit are set, our Marriage Commissioner is booked, our marriage license ready, tissues everywhere. We’re doing it, and I’m so excited and happy and ready.

I’m getting married!!!

Today, I’ve been doing some last minute planning for Colby and my little civil wedding next week. . . . and it’s really got me into a lot of reminiscing on the past.

I remember being a student and Virginia Western Community College, sitting in the cafeteria with a few of my school buddies which ironically were all guys. . . anyway I was typing on skype to Colby during my lunch break. Colby and I had only known each other at that point for maybe a month or two. All of these guys that had girlfriends of their own picked on me and joked around at how stupid it was to have a crush on someone so far away. They tried convincing me that it would never work out, that people cheat in long distance relationships and that it was a long shot.
I remember the first time I told Colby I loved him. It was awkward and I was embarrassed, but it was exciting to hear him say it back eventually. I think back to how surreal it was to be running through the Salt Lake City airport and seeing him in person for the first time. Whenever I think back on that, and remember it makes me emotional.
I literally, have the most perfect man in my life. I don’t know what I did to be so extremely blessed with someone so compassionate and caring. I almost feel undeserving of him, because he is that fantastic! Whenever I realize that I get to be his WIFE I get to love him and I get to see him every day, it is the most incredible thing and it makes me so unbelievably happy! It’s amazing how love grows, how I thought last year in July when we met in person for the first time that I loved him. I did, but, it’s grown so much and I can’t imagine my life without my best friend.

We’ve made it a long way, we’ve experienced a lot. We have an appreciation for each other that is rare. I can’t take him for granted, because I am always remembered of what it was like to not have him around. This post is really jumbly and doesn’t exactly fit right together, but I just had to say that I’m so excited and happy and I’m so in love. . . I’m seriously so in love and I can’t wait to marry my best friend. I feel so blessed and happy and I just want to tell everybody that I come in contact with that I get to marry my best friend on the 14th.

Everyone said that we wouldn’t work out, no one had faith that we could withstand the distance and we’re proving everyone wrong. Love can’t be affected by distance and I’m a great example of that.
3,000 miles apart and we’ve closed the gap and are starting our life together. Yay!

I’ll stop this sappy post now. Sorry guys >.<

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Rough Transition

I knew this wasn’t going to be easy.  But sometimes during the day I feel like I underestimated the heartache and stress that moving to Canada would bring.  I expected the sadness and the missing familiarity of my home and my family.  But I kind of expected it to have somewhat worn of in the slightest by now.  . . . . sadly, not so much.  Then again I don’t know what I was expecting, I haven’t even been here two weeks yet.  Idunno…..

My days are mostly spent alone, minus the company of my kitten Luna and the dogs, Sage and Callie.  I clean and clean and maybe go outside and walk around the neighborhood until I realize I am being bitten like mad by mosquitoes that are the size of oreo cookies.  Then I clean some more. Maybe mess around on Sims. Stalk someones facebook for the 4th time that day. . . I have Re-read everything I already know about immigrating, just so I don’t forget. . . and then I make dinner and Colby comes home and I can just be happy and content until I have to say goodnight and close the door to my room some 4 hours after he gets home from work. . . . and then I brush and brush and brush and brush myyyy hair wonderin’ when will my life begin! . . . . . just kidding, but seriously whoever can catch that reference can have an oreo cookie :)  But that’s about what I do. .. or have done every day (minus Colby’s day off, those days have been much more entertaining) 

You don’t appreciate work-flow and a paycheck as much until it is no longer even an option.  I honestly would love to be working right now, despite how lazy I love being. Not working freaking sucks.  Being lazy gets old after about 72 hours. You realize, this permanent vacation sucks and that’s just that.  *Le sigh*.  I haven’t had the emotional stability to find a hobby and have a routine of doing something I genuinely enjoy every day. Colby takes the car to work, and even if he had me drive him to work giving me the car, it’s not like I know where anything is and I get really anxiety stricken being in public without him.  I do sincerely miss my job at Chuck-e-cheese. I miss my co-workers and my bosses and I just miss hating going to work every day cause I didn’t appreciate being able to work. I miss that. 

I should probably have just bought stock in Tim Hortons since every other craving I have is for their coffee or Tim Bits.   I need to curb that addiction asap. 

Whenever we go out into public I am awkwardly fascinated with every human being my eyes can find.  It’s really stupid and an immature thought process, but everyone here [to my knowledge] is Canadian. They just live their lives here every day, nbd. Living in a different country, [not that Canada is really that different from the states anyway . . . ] just makes you realize there is just so many people everywhere outside of your home country bubble.   The culture is different here.  People talk different, express themselves differently, act differently, live . . . differently than what I am used to in Virginia, and from what I’ve seen in the little amount of the United States, I don’t know if that makes me sound ignorant or not, but I just never thought about life in a different country. . . maybe that’s just because I never in a million years thought that I would ever be an immigrant.  It’s been quite a teeny culture shock. Which I wasn’t exactly expecting so.  . . . surprise to me! It’s been interesting to overhear opinions about the united states from people living outside of the country. It has opened my eyes to how the USA is viewed and how on often occasion we make ourselves look like massive idiots.

There has been a lot of changes all at once, and it’s hard for me to get a grip sometimes.  It’s A LOT of stress crammed into one little setting and anyone that knows me well, knows I crack so bad under stress and anxiety.  Getting engaged, moving, adjusting to living in a completely different environment [Side note to that statement, my nose has been SO dry since I got into Canada and it drives me insane. I’ve never in my life experienced a bloody nose before, I was oddly proud of that and now Canada has to go and ruin it! grr]  I have  felt like an outsider and completely different from everyone else around me.  I listen to the way I talk, the expressions and words I use and not that being “me” is bad at all but I just feel extremely out of place.  I don’t like feeling like a zoo animal, that everyone needs to come and look at me and observe me. . .  I don’t like feeling the pressure to just be super happy and not have sad feelings of being in Canada now.  It’s hard, and I anticipate it’s not going to get any better soon. 

But, despite the ache and sorrow that I do experience daily, I am happy.  Being able to see Colby every day is indescribable and I can’t begin to put into words the joy I feel when he walks into the door after work.  Smelling him, hugging him, kissing him, feeling his presence is just so amazing and I appreciate the work he is putting in to making me as comfortable as possible here in Kelowna, it is by no means an easy task putting up with stressed out Madylon, but he does it so well and is such a positive influence in my life. I just am so in love with him. 

As per huge request from my blog followers, a picture of my gorgeous engagement ring

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Colby did a fantastic job at picking it out, and also did a great job at finding resources and approval from the only other person that knows me as well if not slightly more, my cousin Allyson.  It’s absolutely gorgeous and I stare at it for quite some time every day marveling in how beautiful and special it is. 

Anyway, it’s almost 2am here in Kelowna and I am awfully tired and ready to pass out.  I haven’t been sleeping well the past few days [I’m positive it’s just stress related] but I’m going to try actual force to go to sleep now. 

Hope everyone is doing fantastic and enjoying their summer. Cause I am! 

 

xoxo

Madylon