I was sitting in the back room at Marg’s tea house, a converted bungalow where we could hide out and smoke without worry of getting busted by prefects or teachers. Marg, the wizened old lady (she was probably my age now 🤣🤣🤣) would run to the back room and warn us so we could scurry into her basement until the coast was clear.
I was rewriting my French notes, my Walkman playing a Metallica tape, hating boarding school life, school on Saturdays and wearing a uniform. I always hid my short kilt under my giant blue flea market sweater, so only an inch peeked out the bottom. There had been an unusually heavy snow fall for Vancouver Island, so I also had my wooly blue tights on, which turned out to be a stroke of good luck.
I had just lit another Winston (🤢-how did I ever??) when someone walked in. I bit back a growl at having my solitude invaded, privacy was the commodity I missed most, until I saw who it was.
Then, my heart picked up speed at the same time my stomach did a weird somersault. I flashed him a quick smile and looked back down at my notes. What was he doing there? I’d never seen him there before, I’d only seen him a few times around campus. Always with a different girl.
I tried to ignore him but then my tape ended and the Walkman shut off with a loud click. As I fumbled to switch the tape to the other side, he came over to bum a smoke. Next thing I knew, he was sitting at my table and we were talking and joking around like we’d known each other forever.
It all ended with me ‘stealing’ his wallet, and him dumping me in a snow bank. And that was the beginning of everything…
Happy Valentines Day!!! ❤️❤️❤️
❤️ Amanda
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Aw, thank you so much!!
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I love a happy ending!
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😊 Thanks. Me too!💕
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Cute story! Happy Valentines ❤️🌹🍫
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Thanks Paula! And to you!! 💕
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I smiled all the way through this. Cigarettes, for all their faults, were a great way to strike up a conversation once upon a time. 🙂
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Haha, thanks. Yes, they were – back when it was ‘cool’.
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Strike up. Cute pun.
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Haha, good catch!
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I love this. It is funny how the simplest of meetings also many times bring the greatest relationships. Just something natural and so magical. So happy for you.
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Thanks so much, Anne. Happy day to you!! 💕
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Great story. 🙂
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Thanks Cathleen!!
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Wow! What a stiry Amanda. Happy Valentines Day
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Thanks Lorraine! And to you!! 💕
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❤️
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I remember. And thirty-three years later you are still my forever valentine, too.💑
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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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“…you are still my forever valentine, too”…How sweet is that! In 1984 I met my sweetheart and we are together since, and celebrating 30th wedding anniversary this year!
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Congratulations!! It’s pretty amazing to know someone so well for so long. Happy Day to you both!! ❤️
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And to you both too Amanda.
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Oh I love it — it was meant to be! Happy Valentine’s Day to you both!
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Thanks so much, Terri! To you as well!! 💕
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I like an HEA. Happy Valentine’s Day.
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Thanks Michele. And to you! 💕
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How lovely 😊💖💖💖💖💕💕💕❤️❤️❤️💕💗💗💖💖💖💖💖
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😘 Thanks!!❤️
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Oh this is so good! Walkmans…the best. 80s…a happy decade. Great memories❤
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Thanks so much, Linda. It was a stellar decade for sure!
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Such a touching Valentines Day remembrance. True soul mates ❤
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Thanks lovely! Yes, we are. 😊💕
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He dumped you in a snow bank? And who said chivalry was dead?! 😉
This is lovely, I remember when I met the ‘love of my life’ (who is now married, not to me), and it was at a friend’s gig in town, they were playing at a local community hall and he was a friend of a friend. He came along, had too much to drink, and started insulting people. I felt in love with him there and then. I’ve never felt that way about anyone since.
Strange how these first encounters don’t seem the likely beginning of a love story, and yet they are. Thanks for sharing yours 🙂
Caz xx
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Haha, thanks Caz. I know, such a charmer! I love your story, you crack me up. Those seemingly simple encounters – you never know what’s around the corner. Have a great day! 💕
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Awesome first meeting. Really sweet. I’m a romantic. Hope you’ll check out my post, 19 years ago today. : ) Rebecca
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Thanks Rebecca. I’m a sucker for romance too, I’ll check it out for sure! 💕
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Gracias!
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Thank you for sharing such a beautiful story with a happy ending! I love stories that end with happiness!!!
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Thanks Alyssa!!💕
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You are welcome Amanda! I hope you are doing well and having a good week so far!
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So sweet….love it! Thanks for sharing this story with us.
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Thank you so much! 💕
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truly romantically sweet … glad for both of you ❤
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Thanks Kate!! 💕
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Wow ……loved it ❤️
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Thank you so much, Sakshi!!💕
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My pleasure
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That’s sweet Amanda!
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Thanks so much, Sharon!
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