Wedding Anniversary

我居然忘记写一篇结婚三周年的文章,平安夜那天是我的结婚三周年纪念日。也不知道应该写什么。似乎感觉刚刚结婚,掐指一算已经三年,儿子都快会打酱油了。

Can you guys believe I forgot to post a super sentimental, mushy post about my third year’s wedding anniversary? I don’t even know what to say. It truly, truly feels like just yesterday I got married.

年关将至,似乎快到飘雪的季节,空气中有一点点冬天的感觉,让人很是怀旧 – 大二的时候,徐先森每周末从南京西北角的南审辗转到东南角的南财,一眨眼,好多年过去了。

Every December the whether is just turning cold and there’s a feeling in the air- a little bit of winter, but a little bit of nostalgia too- remembering what it felt like, so many years ago, to fall in love.

有不少纪念日似乎比结婚纪念日更有意义,第一次约会,first kiss,第一次说爱你等等。到后来的,第一次带徐先森见我的父母,第一次争吵,第一次独处等等。当然我并不记得这些事的具体日期,但是每件事情的细节我都记得很清楚。包括穿着,发型,每个细枝末节,,甚至每一份肉麻情书的具体内容。

When I think about the little anniversaries in our life, our first date, our first kiss, the first time we said “I love you”, I think I might enjoy these small markers even more than our wedding anniversary. These things are the things we’ve built everything on. And later, the first time I introduced him to my family; our first weekend away, our first fight.I of course don’t have most of these dates jotted down, but when I think back to them, I can pull them out of the depths of the past decade and recall specific details if I try hard enough. The skirt I wore. I can even remember what he write in the letter from him.

在这世界上,有这么一个人了解你,接受你,包容你,携手并肩,风雨同舟,是一件很特别的事情。三年的时间,有欢乐也有争吵。有时候,会被你随意的一句话,惹炸毛,有时候,甚至觉得你卑劣的小脾气,也很可爱。最好的周年庆礼物,应该就是那句 “我还是那么的爱你。”

To have someone who sees you and gets you and accepts you, who has seen the very worst parts of you, who has been everything to you, and who has let you be you, to be the best you you didn’t even know was inside of you…that is a special, special thing. 3 years represents so much- hard work and good times (and bad times) and everything in between. It’s a period of great growth and change. It’s a deep, passionate, quiet, comfortable love. It’s holding someone in your arms, in all of their flawed imperfection, and saying “I see you. All of you. And I love you all the same.”

Little Actions, Big Love

我博客的右边栏一直有个广告,就在上周,猎户星跟我说因为博客没有更新,不合作了。要是我再不更新,大家应该都会把我忘了,或许大家已经把我忘了。其实最近一直打开博客,草稿也存了好多了,但是一直没有发布。主要还是年关将至,事情太多,当然这些都是借口。

上周末回爸妈家,老爸大包小包的给我塞了好多东西,包括各种鸡鸭鱼肉。 每次回家不可避免的,整个后备箱,甚至座椅都被塞满了东西。或许对于大部分人而言,这些都仅仅是些吃的,似乎对于我来说,这意味着很多。或许中国的父母表达对子女关心的方式。看到这些干干净净的东西,似乎能看到我家女王大人站在水池边一点点清洗,一点点打理,再一份份装进食品袋。 这样,等我到了苏州,想吃的时候,拿出来直接烧就可以了。

从我16岁上大学开始,每次回家都是各种大包小包的带东西。从毛巾,洗发水,新衣服,到各种鸡鸭鱼肉。甚至到现在为人父母的我,每次回家依旧觉得自己一直是个孩子。其实一直被父母照料,到现在为人父母,是一个很有趣的事情,很难表达的心情。父母是我的榜样,他们怎样照顾我们,我们也会如此照应我们的孩子。开车返程的路上,一直在想象, 我会成为什么样的父母。当有一天,Ivan长大了,回忆起自己的母亲,希望他想起的都是童年的快乐时光,知道自己的父母是多么的爱他。虽然这些都是一件件的小事,就像把水果切成Ivan可以直接吃的薄片一样。Little actions, big love. Continue Reading