I was a four year old blonde Hispanic boy who had recently moved to Canada with my family. There are few things I remember about that transition period except for my friends David and Jose. We were as different as the color of our skin, but what united us was innocence and curiosity. We played until the sun went to bed and ran alongside the dogs of the neighbourhood.
When I was 20, I had an existential crisis(like many kids that age). I was clueless and wandered through life like someone lost in a labyrinth. That is when I met the most beautiful humans that I have ever encountered. You know that saying that goes, there is a light at the end of the tunnel? They were my light. In their presence I discovered joy.
At the age of 24 I once again experienced the down part of a rollercoaster. My self esteem was stripped and I nakedly pondered this question: am I worthy to be loved? That is when a friend picked up a guitar and sang. Those were the days we danced and decided to forget our worries… It helped.
When I was 26, an event took place that changed the course of my life. When I think about that day, and the sequence of events that needed to happen in order for us to be together in that room, I get goosebumps. Whether by fate or mere coincidence, there we were. I believe love takes time to build and grow, but for us, romance was ignited in an instant. One moment we were friends, the next we were lovers.
As I sit in my room contemplating on the people I have met along the way, I am flooded with gratitude. My life has been enriched by those I have come across. I swim in the gifts given to me by others, and I take huge bites of the blessings that have been put in my hands.
I raise a glass in the air to friendships that transcend time and distance. I propose a toast for the individuals who have shaped me into the person I am today. I say thank you to each and every one of you who entered my story and turned it into an adventure. And lastly, here’s to the friend who became my lover and now my wife.