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Happy Birthday Nene

Happy birthday, my darling! Today, I wish you all the happiness in the world. I wish you good health, prosperity and so much love. I wish that every dream, every goal, every desire is fulfilled for you.

There are so many things I want to say to you but I just don’t know where to start. I would’ve never thought walking into that classroom a year ago, I was going to meet someone who would become such an important part of my life. Yes, this past year I have been blessed with a few very good girlfriends after years of searching for girls I can call mine. But the relationship that developed with you is beyond anything I had imagined I would ever get again.

My first best friend in Canada and the longest standing friendship I ever had was with a girl named Mel. She was my friend, my mentor, my sister. After my friendship with her ended, I never thought I’d find another Mel. 18 years later, here you are. The only difference is you sit on a higher pedestal than Mel ever did and forever will.

Without you being in my life this past year, I don’t know how I would have survived school, family, life. Seeing you everyday, all of our shenanigans, even our fights were what helped me get through some of the toughest days of my life and still are.

I know I say it all the time, but it’s important for me to say it today and for you to understand how sincere I am when I say that I love you with all of my heart. You are one of my blessings and I am forever grateful to Allah for bringing you into my life.

I love you so very much, doll! Happy Birthday! 💋💋💋💋

~Tamana

He Wasn’t My Best Friend, After All. 

I had a best friend; he was one of the closest people to me. He knew all my secrets and all of my fears. I shared everything with him and went out of my way to always make him smile. When he asked me for a favour, I made it my priority to fulfill it. I was always there. He was my best friend in the whole world. 
Or so I thought.

He was never actually my best friend. I was never actually his priority. He never went out of his way to make me smile or happy. He was just a friend. Yes, he made me smile and he helped me out when I asked. 

But he let my friendship with him nearly end over another relationship. 

He left a year ago and recently came back. Prior to coming back, we spoke once. He apologized for everything and I forgave him. 

When I found out he was finally coming back, I thought I was getting my best friend back. I thought everything would go back to how it previously was. I thought…so much. But none of it did.

He came back completely changed. He wasn’t the person I called my best friend. The fact that I even consider him a friend now is surprising to me. Although jokingly, he denies being my friend at all. We argue now and he puts me down in front of other people. He questions my decisions and motives. He treats me as if he is just tolerating me because we work together. 

Since he’s been back, I’ve tried talking to him and figuring out why he acts the way he does towards me. But he just responds with sarcasm or ignores the question all together. I’ve tried to leave things as they are and move on but find it ridiculously hard to do so. This person was supposed to be the person I called my best friend. He was supposed to be my support system and one of the ones making me laugh and smile. 

But he no longer was any of those things. Or maybe he was never any of those things to start with and it was an illusion of my own mind. I was his best friend but he was never mine and may never be.

5 Year’s Of Wedded Bliss

Five years ago, Dev and I were sitting on the balcony drinking beer after a long days work. It was the perfect night, the perfect moment and the perfect conversation. I don’t know what dawned on me but I turned to him and said, “I want to marry you! Will you marry me?” I completely expected a shocked reaction and an argument over why not. But instead, received the words I didn’t think were on his mind; “I want to marry you, too.” I think I almost died and went to heaven before I came to terms with what he had just said. I told him it had always been my dream to elope with my true love without telling anyone. He said, “then let’s do it.” “Whaaa-t?” I exclaimed back. 

We decided to get married in court the following Wednesday. But the Friday night before that, he got into a car accident, that left him carless but injury-free. It was a horrifying event. He could’ve been paralyzed or killed.

The car accident left me wondering if us getting married was a bad idea. I didn’t speak about it the rest of the week. But that following Friday night as we sat on the balcony again, I look on his faces, that perfect conversation started again and I said, “accident or not, bad omen and all, I still want to marry you, when you’re ready.” He said, “I was ready last week and I’m still ready now. Let’s get our marriage license and get married.”

They say, “what’s meant to be, will be”, and so it has been five years. 
When I look back at the last five years, I see tears, arguments, anger even. But then the laughter, adventures, happiness, crazy, moments overpower all the bad days. I’m bold, outspoken, straightforward, intense and extreme. He’s calm, laid back, easygoing, and relaxed. I guess, that’s why we’re still together and enjoying each other’s company still. We got for dinners, try new restaurants, explore new destinations locally and ride on each other’s strengths. We don’t overlook the others weaknesses or try to change them based on our opinions. But instead, encourage the other to be who we need to be at this very moment and either adjust to the weakness or fight it out. 
It’s been a beautifully adventurous five years and I am blessed to have met him and to have gone with my gut when it told me he was the one. Happy 5 Year Anniversary, Dev. Here’s to another 5, 10, 15, 20, or 50 years of craziness with you! 

Sometimes I Hate My Extremism

In my world, everything is black or white; there are no in betweens. I love to the extreme and I hate to the extreme. When someone is close to me, they are so close that I would do anything in the world for their happiness. But when someone leaves my life, I remove every trace of them from my life as if they were never in it.

Because of the extremist that I am, it takes a lot for me to kick people out of my life. They may hurt me, may lie to me, or even betray me; but I give them another chance. It’s because I had loved them so much. So when I do realize that no matter what I do or  don’t do, makes no difference to the person, I cry and cry and cry. It’s a way of letting out all that love and compassion I once had. It’s a way of closing a chapter of my life and moving on. It hurts deeply, like a soul hurt, because you had so much faith and trust in this person. You thought the world of them, as if they could never do you harm. But they did and you’ve learned your lesson and it’s time to close their chapter and move on.

I cried and cried and cried yesterday. D played the supportive husbands role and held my hand, hugged me tight and showed his concern. But he didn’t know why I cried all day. He knew it was because of a friend who had hurt me. But he didn’t know that I was crying to let out all my love, my care, my pain for this friend. He didn’t know I was forcing out every bit of emotion; whether good or bad, that I hadexperienced  with and for this person.

I said goodbye to one of my best friends yesterday. He was the one that has been the closest to me for the past couple of years. He was the one I turned to when things were bumpy between D and I. He was my support when I was frustrated with everything in my life. He helped me see that no matter what other people thought of me, I was beautiful the way I was. He helped me regain self-confidence and to love my body no matter how big it was. He was…..

I could go on and on about who he was and what he had done for me. He was the best friend a girl could have. But he lied to me. He betrayed me. He toyed with my emotions because of another girl. He doesn’t know it, but this other girl thinks shit of him and only hangs out with him because she has no one else to hang with at the moment. He doesn’t know this girl tried to ruin my marriage and his friendship with my hubby and managed to break his and my friendship. He let her damage our friendship and didn’t say a word.

But then I guess our friendship wasn’t as strong as I had thought of in the first place. Had it been, would someone else’s doings jeopardize the bond we had?

Anyway, today, I close another chapter of my life; one best friend chapter. It hurts, I want to scream and cry and ask why. But I tried that already and it didn’t make a difference to him. So, I’ll wipe away my tears and close this chapter for good.

Goodbye H. I’ll miss you but this too shall pass.

Celebrating Our Third Wedding Anniversary

Wedding PicIt’s been 3 interesting years. So many ups and so many downs. Nonetheless, it has been an amazing 3 years. I’ve learned a lot of D and I’m hoping he’s learned a bit from me too. We’ve grown into a husband and wife and mother and father together. We’ve become reliant on each other and have adapted to each others personalities and moods. The ride so far, has been a bumpy one, no doubt. But it’s been great.

D has become my best friend. He’s stood by me through so many things and never let go of my hand; although I’ve tried to let go. He’s kept me on my toes and has contributed to my successes and happiness.

Happy Anniversary, my love. I hope to celebrate many more years with you and I hope the ride is never smooth. I enjoy the bumps and the bridges, because you’re by my side through it all. I love you so much and no matter what we go through or where we may go; I promise to not let go of your hand.

Happy Birthday, To My Love, My Husband

D’s birthday was a big success! He loved the personal bar caddie I built and stocked for him. He enjoyed his evening with his two closest friends and family and lunch today was great, too.
Here’s the before and after of his bar caddie.

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A few words for my best friend on his special day:

I love you more than you will ever know. You are one of the best things that has happened to me and because of you, we have a beautiful angel in our lives. You’ve made our lives worth the struggles, worth the battles, and worth anything and everything the world throws at us. My daughter is blessed to have such a loving father in her life. As she grows, she’ll realize how lucky she is, as am I. I count my blessings every time you smile at me. I thank the world and stars for bringing you to me. You are everything a girl could ask for in a best friend, in a husband, in a father for her child and in her partner in crime. Thank you for being you. Know that Ni and I love you ever so much and we will spend our lives cherishing and loving you. Happy Birthday, darling. Ni and I love you dearly.

Anniversary Weekend

Sorry I haven’t written all weekend. It was ours 2 year wedding anniversary on Saturday. We had dinner at our parents house, dinner with friends and then a small cake I made at home to celebrate our year. D bought be this gorgeous set of earrings, pendant and scarf. I was completely in awe and still am.

Here’s some pics of the weekend:

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