I was 17 and I fell in love. I fell in love to what I thought was my perfect person, and that certainty only grew as the years went on.
But alas, I was only a girl who didn't understand how the world worked. We changed, and the love that was shared eventually faded, as do many. My definition of a fairy tale became slightly more skewed.
A friend of mine told me there is more than one perfect person out there for everybody. At the time, I didn't believe her, and I was certainly angry that she dared even say anything of the sort. She was right though. I fell in love. Again. Wholeheartedly and completely. Mushy right?
I found my perfect person. Or rather, he'll say he found me. Tomato tomahto.
Love is an abstract concept. You can't define it and normally I don't even attempt to try. When people ask me how I knew I was in love, my answer is simple: Keaton.
He knew very early on. I remember one instance when I was on a skiing trip with my friends. Keaton was in Miami at the time, and it was often difficult to find time to talk. One particular FaceTime conversation, Keaton told me, very bluntly and matter-of-fact, that he was going to marry me. In his confident soccer coach get up and sweaty face that makes me smile every single time, I started to believe him.
You see, I think love is this: You bare all on a plate. Some people might tell you they don't exactly like that plate and what it holds. That's okay. Maybe it's not for them.
There's going to be someone who says that plate is perfect. That the combination of chicken and rice and vegetables with triple chocolate cake and ice cream right along side it is a wonderful assortment and they wouldn't change a single thing (not even the bland rabbit food).
I guess you could say we have very similar appetites, Keaton and I. He defines everything I need in a fairy tale now. I've grown and I've learned and he's helped me become more spontaneous in a manner that enhances everything about my wacky personality. No matter what path I choose to take, he's my newfound best friend that's going to ask, "Which park are we going to meet Mowgli in this time?"
And that, my friends, is the definition of my everything.
So, with me being me, I do believe in Disney romances and it's portrayal of love, and I believe in grand gestures with little moments that stand out from the rest.
The home cooked spinach fish was my little moment. An accidental word slip was my little moment. The Christmas gift that outdid all Christmas gifts was my little moment. A surprise visit to California Pizza Kitchen was my little moment. A horse drawn carriage down the Riverwalk was my little moment. A walk to the Brooklyn Bridge on the Fourth of July was my little moment. A snitch charm along the river was my HUGE moment in a world that Keaton paints to be all ours.