Lyndsey's Summer Romance




So, seeing as this month we are focusing on summer romances, it is only fair that I tell you about one of my own. If you follow me on Twitter, you may have heard me talk about The Canadian in the past and that is who this post is being dedicated to. Although this started out as a summer romance, it became so much more than that so this post is going to be a story of what can happen if you put your mind to it, not just about a summer romance.

Apartment building where John,
Joe and Sean lived
Quite a while ago now, back in 2003 while I was signed off work with sciatica, my dad was playing a game online. Now, seeing as I had nothing else to do, I decided that I might as well join in and play as well to waste some hours in the day while my boyfriend at the time was at work. I ended up loving the game and playing it for a good couple of years and during that time, I met and spoke to some amazing people, some of which I have had the pleasure of meeting properly now. A few people that I was really close to all lived in the same apartment building in Toronto, Canada and I would spend hours talking to these three guys either in the game, on the phone or on somewhere like MSN. As time went on, these people became real friends and as you all know, people can be really close even if all they do is speak online. I never actually thought that I would ever meet them with us living so far apart.

Anyway, the first half of 2006 was not going very well for me. In June, I broke up with the guy I had been with for 4 years which destroyed me. I didn’t know what to do with myself but all I knew was that I didn’t want to stay in Grimsby anymore. I couldn’t handle seeing him all of the time and knowing that we were over. After a phone call to John, one of the Canadian guys who I was really close with and who knew what had been going on, he offered to let me come stay with him for a while to clear my head etc. Now I know that sounds a little insane seeing that he lived 4000 miles away but I had savings in the bank and nothing really to stay here for. The next day, I handed in my 3 weeks notice at my job and booked some flights on my lunch hour. At the beginning of July I was going to Toronto for a whole month to meet a guy I had only spoken to online/ phone/ webcam which is not even close to being the same as meeting in person. My mum, bless her, was a little freaked out when I told her what I was doing. I think the actual flying 4000 miles to Canada on my own was more worrying for her than meeting John because he had called her so at least she had spoken to him beforehand. I wasn’t worried about any of it though, I was extremely excited and only a little apprehensive about meeting John.

When the time came though, I was a lot more nervous than I thought I would be. After a long flight and an insane interrogation at customs in Toronto, it was time to be brave, hope I didn’t look like a total mess and go and meet John. I really had nothing to worry about though because as soon as we met, we got on extremely well. Obviously I had seen pictures of him and on webcam and I knew he was good looking but they really didn’t do him justice. What I met at the airport was a 6’2 hunk of a man who took me breath away a little bit. After such a bad break up, the last thing I was expecting was to be so attracted to someone else so quickly. Needless to say, this amped up my nerves a lot!

I don't really have too many pictures of John for some reason!
It didn’t take either of us long to figure out that we were interested in each other even though we didn’t really do much about it for a while. There was the cheeky and playful flirting between us while we were in the apartment and he truly spoiled me. Going out for lovely meals, taking me to do all sorts of tourist things and meeting some of his closest friends meant a whole lot to me. The other two guys in the apartment building who also played the online game could tell that there was something between us and was constantly asking what was going on with us. Honestly though, I didn’t really know at that point. I didn’t think there was much point in anything happening because of the usual distance. As the month went on, I realised that I didn’t want to go home and especially didn’t want to leave John. He had quickly become someone who I trusted completely and someone who I had felt like I had known for forever. Towards the end of the month, we did get a lot closer and it made me so sad to think that this summer romance wasn't going to last very long at all.

I cried my eyes out at the airport going home and was devastated that it was all over so quickly. When I got back to England, I had a long think about what I actually wanted and that was being in Toronto. In the September of the same year, I went back for a week with my Dad who stayed with Joe and Sean, who had become extremely good friends of mine in such a short time. While John had to work, they had been looking after me, taking me out to get really drunk and to just have some fun. My Dad got on really well with everyone and we had another amazing week but that also meant leaving John...again. Something which I was really reluctant to do. By this point, we were a lot more than friends and I knew I loved him.

Me, Zoya and a Mountie!
When I got back to England again, I made one of the biggest decisions I have ever made. I decided to get a working holiday visa and go live in Canada for a whole year. The year was not just about John though. Through my job, I gained some amazing friends and really had the time of my life. Towards the end of the year though, things started going downhill. There was a lot of tension between me and John because we both knew things were coming to an end. While he wasn't prepared to do something to keep me there, I can never really blame him. I understood what I was doing when I decided to go there for the year and that there would be two ways that it could go. Unfortunately, it didn't go the way I wanted it to. That being said, I wouldn't have changed meeting John and living with him for the world. John opened up my eyes to what I could have if I worked hard enough. John also knew that I wanted to go to university and I would have never done that if I stayed in Canada. John made me realise that there is so much more to life than living in a small town with no possibilities. We are still friends to this day although it will never be the same as it once was after plenty of arguments and tears over the years. I have to thank John for such an amazing summer 5 years ago and for a summer than changed my whole life.

Because my time in Canada allowed me to do some pretty amazing things, I thought I would share some of them with you below in a sort of collage of pictures. Enjoy!




3 comments:

  1. Awww Lyns *hugs you tight* thanks so much for sharing that <3

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  2. awww such a sweet story! I'm upset that things didn't work out for you but some things aren't meant to be I guess! :(

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  3. What a wonderful and personal story to have shared with us all! I'm a little sad that there isn't a really romantic happy ending for the two of you, but I guess certain people come into our lives for a reason and I'm glad that John was around at the right time to help you pick yourself back up and move forward...

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