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Published: August 11th 2012
Scott and I in our school days. Me when I was a size 00 and both of us with really bad hair!
This morning I awoke early and soon found myself staring at the “Sold” board outside our kitchen window, with a milky coffee then looking over wedding photos. This is the inspiration for this entry. I started on the Travel Bloggers website by asking questions and was welcomed to the family without people knowing anything about me or my husband. This entry will just fill you in a little bit on our relationship and why it’s important that we’ve chosen to embark this journey together.
It’s safe to say that my first day at my new high school in Uxbridge, is very much a distant memory. All I do remember from that day is walking into my first lesson, music, in the middle of year 8 (So about 13/14 years old). The first person I spotted was a young girl called Laura…mainly because she was the only other black girl in the class. But the second person I noticed was Scott. God knew why. These were the only two people I made eye contact with before taking a seat and trying to blend in to disarm the title of “new kid” as quickly as possible. Scott and I later
Scott and I exchanging vows at the Riu Palace.
ended up being in the same math’s class and being repeatedly yelled out by our tutor for talking all lesson long. Scott was eventually asked to move to the other side of the room. He was told he was too much of a distraction for me.
Being the tom-boy I was, I was completely unacquainted with things like make-up, skirts and shaving for that matter. Nevertheless, I received my very first Valentine’s Day rose from….guess who? Yup! Scott. Some time later after secret kisses on the field and hours on the phone, Scott and I developed a relationship. We’ve both admitted that we said “I love you” way too quickly and probably didn’t mean it when we said it, but somehow in love is exactly what we became. Ever since then, I’m more proud to say that our friendship has grown into something amazing. No-one has ever made me laugh so much the second I wake up in the mornings. No-one has ever been able to truly make me believe that I deserve to be happy and no-one has ever made me feel like being myself was the best me I can be.
The moment we were pronounced man and wife!
few years later, Scott proposed to me in my favorite city of Paris at the top of the Eiffel Tower. A tad cliché but his original plan went a little off the mark. We’d always spoken about getting married and our plan was always to have the wedding abroad. So after many possible destinations and research, we settled on Mexico. We wed on May 9th
2011 at the Riu Palace, Riviera Maya http://www.riu.com/en/Paises/mexico/playa-del-carmen/hotel-riu-palace-riviera-maya/index.jsp
in front of 20 guests. Intimate. Just what we wanted. Unfortunately Scott’s family couldn’t be there, which meant Scott crying a few times for all the wrong reasons but even still, best day of our lives.
As my husband and I have been talking more and more about our travel plans, it’s become apparent that our decisions for our travels have come at the perfect time. Not just for our relationship but for us as individuals. It would appear that we both surrendered to earning a living and doing things we weren’t prepared for at the mercy of our parents. While my mum pushed me to do my best academically and financially stabilize myself, Scott’s parents had their own financial worries which meant Scott and his older sister heading into the world of work to help keep the household afloat. So we’re both celebrating our liberation and youth - Together.
A while ago I had an old friend saying they wish they could do what we’re doing but had no-one to travel with and being on their own was a daunting thought. I read somewhere that there is a difference between being single and being singular. You can be in a relationship and still remain your singular self. In fact it’s highly encouraged. I have two Tiffany hearts on one chain around my neck. One heart Scott bought me and one I bought myself as a treat when I first started working in London. It’s a constant reminder to myself that while I carry Scott’s heart with me, it doesn’t mean I can’t make room for my own. I always try to encourage my husband to be decisive and believe that it’s ok for him to make decisions for himself. Win or lose, he’ll never be a failure to me.
Travelling is a daunting task on its own. Hesitantly edging out of your comfort zone to repeatedly throw yourself into new ones. It’s scary. But whether you’re going on your own, with friends or with a partner, don’t be afraid to travel singular. Make sure you’re travelling for the right reasons and going to the right places for you. While emotionally I’ll be travelling singularly. Physically, I’m lucky enough to be doing the best thing I’ve ever done with my best friend. Just so happens…..I married him.
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