At the appointed hour, I was walking back from the breakfast vendor and John arrived - sans pumpkin. He had left the pumpkin at home. Oops. He assured me that he had already arranged with his mother, who would deliver the pumpkin to him in Taipei later in the morning, and that he would rush it over at lunch time so that it would still be in my hands in time for school that afternoon.
As it turns out, pumpkin in hand, it was on the walk to school that afternoon that I finally agreed to give the relationship a try.
To celebrate, somewhat belatedly, the fifth anniversary of this moment, I would like to dedicate the following pumpkin to John. In doing so, I give him 100% credit for envisioning the future that we might share together. Real life is even better than we dreamed.
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Sorry not to have responded to this before, but I was too excited about Lindsey's baby...
ANYWAY, loved the heart pumpkin...So many of your combined blogs have been incredibly sweet and fun. You have shared yourselves and your adventures in the nicest possible ways. :-) XXXOOO M/R
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