This is a story that I thought of for artifacts, love and traveling. In this story it shares about all three of those topics.
Two years ago I got invited by my best friend at the time to travel with her and her family to travel to Nova Scotia with them in the summer of 09 for two weeks.
Prior to this time about a year before I dated this guy who I absolutely was crazy about. We dated for a little, not that long hence the fact I was a little girl in grade nine head over heals for this boy in grade ten. We had broken up and I went on but apart of me never let go of him. I was still hanging on to him with that little string of hope I had. I had realized that I would never get another chance with this boy, he had moved on and suddenly I didn't belong to him anymore. Suddenly It was just me standing in the world not really knowing what exactly to do. I always had a thought that I would never be able to measure up to him. If you are reading this, you are probably wondering how the heck this boy has anything to do with this trip to Nova Scotia. Well it all starts here, summer of 2009 my best friend at the time invited me to go on a trip with her and her family. She had an older brother, Sean who is best friends with Jordan the boy who still owned my heart. I found out that Sean was bringing him and I just literally froze my heart began to skip beats and I couldn't comprehend weather this was good or bad. I didn't know what to think. I guess I was excited but nervous at the same time because there I was with this boy who still owned my heart yet I didn't own his. The trip was amazing, and brought us together again. It brought us to late night talks in a room just the two of us sharing everything with one another. Sitting in each others presence was the best thing that happened to me. Seeing Nova Scotia together, making memories laughing and taking a million pictures. I had brought enough money to spend on gifts for my family but one day we were in this gift shop and I absolutely loved this ring with a blue diamond inside of it and I realized I did not have enough money to spend on it because I was buying stuff for my family instead of myself. I stared at that ring for like ten minutes wishing I could get it. It may sound stupid but I really did love it. Little did I know that six months later I'd be wearing it on my finger given to me from the love of my life. That boy I was so crazy about never gave me a chance to stop being crazy for him. He bought that ring knowing I loved it so much but couldn't afford it for I rather of bought things for my family. This story gets better! Jordan had bought a ring from Nova Scotia as well but later that summer had lost it in the lake so I ordered a ring from Nova Scotia online for him and gave it to him for Christmas. On Christmas day Jordan and I both opened up rings from Nova Scotia to one another it was ironic but so cool and a memory and something I will never forget. Later on the stud out of my ring fell out and got lost so I wear the ring on a chain on my neck every single day because it means the world to me almost as much as Jordan means to me. Two years later, and we have been stronger than ever. We face challenges and go through darkness only to find the light. But never giving up on one another for our love is always worth the fight.
