Cần Thơ, 6/4/2021

Hellooooo from Cần Thơ. I know, totally random, total out of nowhere and here I am in Azerai Can Tho. Even I was surprised about my being here. I had a friend – Thuy, planned this trip and I’m tagging along with her and her 2 sons. Well, this is another story to tell in the next blog.

I’d like to dedicate this blog to Camel. The one I “frequently” mentioned with different names on this blog: from Camel to boyfriend to partner and then back to Camel. Most of the recent blog I wrote on this page is about how I feel toward him, but I guess it’s not fair to describe feeling to a person without actually describing the person himself.

Yesterday marks the date that I met him exactly 3 years ago in the corner of a bar name The First. He struck me as a smart, simple man. I was a bit tipsy when I first met him, so I was extra funny and relax though I was a bit annoyed. The first date went so smoothly, I like him, and would like to talk more.

I was traveling a lot for work at that time and so was him. So it’s really difficult to arrange a meeting when we were both in the city at the same time. If I can recalled exactly, it was once a month or maximum twice a month in the first 3 months. There was no progress, no touching, no kissing, it was almost to the point that I thought, maybe I read the profile wrong? He was looking for a friend rather than a date? I thought maybe I misunderstood, I went back to read his profile and it’s gone. I wasn’t sure that I can call our “encounter” a date. For me a date involve physical touch, and sometimes ended up in my place or his. So I was really confused 😐, not sure what I should do. Then on one magical night … he kissed me, even when writing about this, I can still feel butterfly in my stomach, right back where I was at that time in front of my most favorite drinking place.

I’m a visual person, so whenever I telling a story, my mind immediately pick that movie and then turn it on together with all the feeling and emotions. I’m right back there with him holding me.

Anyway, so that’s settle for my question. Am I on a date, or am I meeting a friend =)) . The next couple months was magical, he was the lover that I was looking for. Almost too good to be true for me, I added him on my list of postcard writings. I sent a lot of postcards whenever I travelled, but having someone special to send to is nicer. He wrote back letters to me, I thought to myself that I can finally found someone who appreciate the art of writing, the important of expressing love for each other.

It seems like I met the other me, but a better version. He’s more organized, he has all the skills that I don’t have. I watched and learned so much from him. How to live simple, how to order simple, how to travel for work simple. I feel like I met the teacher that I love.

Back then I travel for work 2 weeks per month, and even though I can claim back all the expenses, I always ended up paying extra from my pocket because of the extra travel, extra stuff. The one trip we took together in Sri Lanka, I watched and learned. I saw how he organized his bills, how he didn’t lose any money on the trip. I learned so much, and I set myself to reach that level. I learned many things, some I’d like to use, some I keep in my pocket because I still don’t like to pack my stuff before hand. Mostly because I hate packing.

That first year, he was the lover that I could not imagine that I’ve ever met. Somebody who can compliment the skill that I don’t have, like 2 halves of the circle, that’s what I thought to myself. I started talking about kids, to him, and to my therapist. I started thinking about the future, and how it would be so happy and so fun.

In that first year, he was the yin to my yang. He would respond to my letters, he would talk about feelings, about how he only has his heart. He would help me, he would share his love with me. He would be angry at me sometimes like we’re gonna be like this couple till the rest of time. His anger was cute and funny, sometimes it was because I tease him too much 😀 .

He was the most supportive boyfriend that I’ve ever had. With his support, I finally can taste the 1st taste of freedom when living in Hoi An. I still remember that night when I told him that I want to move, and he said go. It was the most important milestone of my life in the past 30 years. For that, I’m forever grateful, anh.

In that first year, I was so sure that this is it 😀 . I’m gonna try really hard for this to work between us. No matter how hard it is, I’m gonna try my best. I have the utmost belief that I will try all I can to make us become one.

In that first year, I started thinking about me, him and our 4 children :D.

He was the ENFP to my INFP. It was the perfect match from heaven.

to be continue…