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I read someone’s blog about rollercoasters and it got me thinking about my first time on one of those speedy cars. I was like that too, before I met my special someone, I have never set foot on a rollercoaster before, much less dreamt of riding one. The first time was at Star City and she wanted to ride one of those things. She held my hand as we entered our car. My pulse was racing and I was covered with a cold sweat, my senses dulled and I was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of dread and regret to go on the ride. Everything I was feeling at the moment was focused on the inevitable plunge into that crazy loop. I don’t particularly enjoy entertaining the notion of having the solid earth beneath my feet yanked away and suddenly having myself being carried by the momentum of the ride. But the crazy thing was, as I glanced at her and I saw that she was beaming to be on that ride, like it was the most happiest moment of that nite. And as I felt my breath and voice taken away by the swift surge of the car through the loops of that ride, all I could think was ” no other woman could have made me risk leaving my shell but you, sweetheart, no woman but you… I would gladly brave any ride just to see you smile. ” 12 months later, we got on another rollercoaster more intense than the first one.

Some call it marriage. I call it my new life together with my special someone. I call it ” us “