I sat there across the table from Nad, doing my favourite thing in the world, listening to the little everyday things that she probably didn't know meant a lot to me.
"When you don't have very much, you treasure every little thing that someone gives you, like that watch you gave me," she said. I didn't know what to say. The fact that I was always losing my wallet and everything else I had in my possession seemed to annoy me for some reason.
In a way, Nad and I are completely different. I know that she's the prefect every guy wanted to watch bounce along the track. I am the dorky one that didn't (and still doesn't) know what to say. "I feel so loved at this point in my life," Nad said, more aloud to herself than to me, "it's not just The Craigs, but all the people around me that I sort of missed when I was with Faz, you know?" she added.
Knowing that you're loved. How many people have that epiphany about their lives? What Nad said has just stayed with me this whole week. And I knew I had to write it down. I write it down in the same way you would chuck a heavy present under the Christmas tree - with satisfaction and a big smile of relief.
I never can find the right words until a few days later. But maybe better late than never. I just felt a witness to a safe crossing of a particularly wide river. Today in church, I walked up to the Adoration Corner and prayed with my face to the ground. I prayed for all my married friends - that they would stay together through thick and thin. I prayed for Kenny who is one of a kind and Jemo who makes me laugh. Then I thanked God for the joy that is Nadia.