St Patrick’s Day was always a fun day for me since I was in college. Everyone had an excuse to get a grass of green beer or Guinness with friends regardless you are Irish or not. People were usually very happy on this day (no family visits obligated or no church visits on this day…no wonder!) My best St. Patrick’s Day; however, was the March 17, 2008. Yes, that was the day that I met my husband, Drew.
My friends, Tzutai and Aaron, took me to their friend’s St. Patrick’s Day party in Reno. Drew was the one actually hosting the party at his apartment. I still remembered the moment that I met Drew. He had a long hair (pony tailed) and was wearing a black-flamed really geeky looking glasses. His apartment was clean and simple but was very warmly situated. His living room was filled with his friends – probably around 30 people. They all seemed to be really excited to be at Drew’s party. I could not help but thinking that Drew must be really cool and fun person in order to be surrounded by so many great friends like them. I was envious towards Drew’s girl friend of that time since I was still searching for my right man. I was envious in real good way; like “there was a girl who can have a great man like Drew in this world but at the same time there was a girl like me who could not find a good relationship whatsoever. What could be the differences between her and I?”
I would never imagine that I was going to spend my life with Drew that day. It has been 8 years since and Drew and I are now married for 6 years! Life….full of surprises. So what happened after St. Patrick’s party?! Well, there were no big dramas. Drew and I started to hang out with our mutual friends from time to time and at mean time Drew and his girl friend just did not work out and they broke up. We were friends for months. It was so much fun to hang out with Drew and I even did not think about our “relationship status”. I did not care if we were friends or dating or what…..it was simply heavenly to be with him and his friends.
Ever since the millennium St. Patrick’s Day….a lot happened. Drew had graduated from University of Nevada with MS in Nutrition and then he got a job from State of Nevada. After a couple of years later I had finally finished my graduate degree and then Drew decided to change his career. We got married in Reno at May of 2002 and decided to head out for Penn State to obtain Drew’s second graduate degree. Then, super tough 4 years in Pennsylvania came alone. Working days and nights…four years straight; life is much sweeter now so I won’t talk about those days. In four years at Pennsylvania, my friend Tzutai and Pepe; Akiko and Ryan; and Steve and Julie got married. Tzutai got two baby girls and Akiko had a baby boy and a girl. Drew’s sister Melissa got a baby boy and now they were back to Austin, TX from Chicago.
Now Drew and I are in Wyoming. We both have a good job that we really enjoy here in Rock Springs. We built a cozy house and are surrounded by good neighbors. Our cat Caesar is happier than ever. Tzutai and Pepe had moved to Florida and Mariko and Joe are finally coming back from Japan. A life goes on and on…. babies come and old souls had to go away.
Drew’s Dad, Phill, passed away in February after 6 months of fight against a lung cancer. I have known him for 8 years. I wish I had spent more time with him. I believed that Phill gave us a lot of lessons in life especially in his last 6 months. I believed that he kept telling me to embrace what I have now in life; try not to be caught up with hopes and dreams that have not been reached yet. He also taught me that I should not plan everything too ahead because a life was simply spontaneous. Thank you for your smile, your kindness, and your patience for last 8 years, Phill. I will truly miss you.
St. Patrick’s Day is always a day for me to look back at my life. I traced back to the day I met Drew usually. Look, how far we came since!! It is a good time to give myself a compliment. It is also a good time to unwrap myself from the too many expectations in life. It is great to have dreams and plans in future but I have a tendency not to enjoy a journey to get to my dreams. I could be very frustrated by how to get to my dreams or how quickly I can get there. People said, “A life is a journey, not a destination”. Indeed, tough how easy to forget about it! I guess I must force myself to stop and reassure where I really am. Why don’t I create a day to think about a journey once in a while with a green drink in my hands?! Green beer, margarita, grasshopper, or even green tea latte works! I will make sure that I enjoy the journey instead of ….now you know what I want to say!