For some reasons I had a special topic on my mind for this post. I rewrote the text like 4 times and now decided it just wasn’t the right time to post it since I couldn‘t find the words. Or am afraid to find the words. Or maybe just don’t want to share something so precious and at the same time fragile because sometimes I have this weird feeling that if I talk about something it might break or I'll curse it.
Funny enough it’s one of the most beautiful things in the world: Relationships. Love. Falling in love. Finding it in the most unexpected place. This spring. After being single for four years I just got swept off my feet, unexpectedly. In the most random place. And it evolved into something I would have never imagined possible. We both just followed the gut feeling. There was something there. Only that we met a few days before I left Cape Town to Munich. Nothing happened in South Africa, we both just got to know each other so briefly, maybe we talked for an hour in total. And yet we both knew there was something. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Long story short. He came to Munich five weeks later, just taking the leap. And it was freaking.. awesome.. it just felt right, easy, effortless. And then I just did something which I never did before. I took the leap as well. Went all in. From 0 to 100%. Joined him for three months in Greece, in a tiny caravan (first time for me) and just exploring the Greek spots. Sharing everything 24/7. That was a first. For a lot of things. Most of all for really committing to someone so fully and just joining him and basically moving in, working and kiting together. And as you can imagine this was only the beginning. We still like each other after living together on the tiniest space 😂 Mauritius in a month is next 🤩
Ha 😂 So I guess while writing the 5th try the words came out right. Or at least good and true enough for me to share it 😊️