We’re FINALLY Getting Married!

It was the summer of love. That summer before the last year of highschool where we were all brimming with the hope of romance. I was 16. He was 17. A few of us St Mary’s girls met up with some St Paul’s boys at a hilarious Fringe Festival show and then laughed our way over to Earls on Main. We sat across from each other. Curiosity and intrigue making our heads spin, trying not to get caught looking for too long. Acting very cool. Always. We fell in love. And then life had other plans. I went to New York. He stayed in Winnipeg. The lingering moments of ‘what if’ faded. We grew up. We both travelled the world, practiced yoga in foreign countries, had relationships, created lives for ourselves full of love, friendship, and great moments. 6 years later, the spark was unexpectedly reignited. I was visiting home for a quick trip to spend time with my dad whose health was taking a downward turn. I posted a general invite online to join me in a yoga class. Just before class was to begin, I noticed a guy strolling in coolly with his yoga mat tucked underneath his arm. It was Brian. He was the only one who showed up. I picked my jaw off the floor and then we rolled our mats out next to each other. Sparks flew. We spent the next 3 years checking in on each other, as friends. Encouraging each other’s relationships. But deep down I knew there was something about this boy in Winnipeg that I just couldn’t shake. Something I kept looking for in all my other relationships. I tried to let it go. Then he disappeared. I couldn’t get ahold of him for weeks, then months. Friends told me he was in a serious relationship. Had he found the one? One day o found myself on my acupuncturists table who had become a friend and confidant, laying out all the details of my dilemma. The boy in Winnipeg. My stubborn feelings. His disappearance. Then it hits me like 1000 needles in my back. He won’t answer my calls, so I have to fly home and tell him how I feel. ( yes I have a flair for the dramatic, I am a dancer afterall) I book a flight that night and the next I’m in Winnipeg. There to put all my cards on the table. I was willing to face defeat by offering honesty. I needed to know if that lingering feeling belonged to him, too. I loved, respected, and cherished this person, I saw him as the most incredible future father of our babies, I somehow saw a future together. I didn’t see myself back in Winnipeg until I saw us. I knew that through all the challenges of life, we could make it work together. I showed up. Yes he had been in a relationship. It had recently ended. Yes he had conflicting feelings. I lived so far away. I loved him, I was willing to take a chance. He told me he’d never stopped loving me from that summer of love onward. So after 5 years of a long distance relationship, career shifts, 2 beautiful babies, and 2+ years of a pandemic, here we finally are. Celebrating with all of you. We’re so glad you’re here with us! Let’s let the sparks fly & dance the night away!