a fifo wife {me: I remember..}

I’m unconditionally head over heels in love with my husband. Its true. I remember almost every detail of the moment we met although he says the wording is out somewhat but that’s neither here nor there. I remember the night like it was yesterday and it still brings an immense smile to my face. I think about it all the time.

I remember the time. The way the night felt and I remember the way he looked. The clothes he wore and the way he his cheeks were flushed from the Darwin heat. I remember the way he smelt. The way I had to look up at him as I sat on the cool concrete step. I remember looking at his mate who had a definite drunken stance but looking back at him and then his shoes. He wore good shoes. I remember being me then I was young and cocky. I remember the way he walked away from me and I smiled.

Its on nights like these when its cold and just a little bit lonely that I remember how we got here.

xx Deb