Figuring it out
I have known Naomi for seven years - nearly a quarter of her life.
It amazes me that after knowing a person for what feels like such a long time, you can still have so much more to learn. Often it seems like we have them figured out - as if we know what we can expect from them in any given situation.
But something magical occurs in the form of surprises.
Having Naomi in your life is like having a stream of little surprises sprinkled through your every week. You'll walk in to a room, and she'll be in the middle of creating something beautiful. It goes something like this.
Hey - whatcha making now?
Lil' booties. Look how cute!
Imagine that happening pretty much every day. Pretty great, right?
When we first started dating, it wasn't quite like that. And it had nothing to do with what she was capable of, or what she was inspired to do with her time. Naomi and I lived in Toronto, Canada's largest city. You find yourself hustling pretty hard to comfortably get by, and she worked in the service industry, often pulling 60 hour weeks. Late nights, skipped meals, and an ever-changing sleep cycle left little room for creativity to thrive.
But it would surface, in the little time she had to herself. Anyone that knows her has experienced the peaceful atmospheres she curates, and the vast family of plants she fosters. Her passion for those leafy little guys outgrew her tiny apartment, and she ran out of ledges for them to sit on. Most people would have slowed down their accrual of plants, or perhaps searched for a roomier apartment. Naomi started crafting macrame wall hangars to suspend them from the ceiling.
Then I discovered what she could do in a garden.
Last fall two of our friends from Prince Edward Island, Sarah and Tristan, welcomed a handsome little fellow in to their family. It was only natural, then, for Naomi to launch herself in to the world of children's wear. Our apartment was suddenly a stock room for tiny jumpers, booties and bonnets. It brought a smile to my face every single day.
With us now living together and after much encouragement to do so, Naomi pulled the plug on that busy life - instead shifting her focus to what truly drives her. And it's been beautiful to watch what happens when a person so full of dreams has the talent, and finally the time, to weave them into reality.
Now we too can call ourselves Maritimers - again - having just completed a move to Saint John. The next chapter in our life is beginning, and it feels like Naomi's passion finally has the room to breathe that it deserves. We're both feeling much lighter. And with the time that I now find myself in the company of, I'll be sharing moments from that stream of little surprises with you.