Since you’ve been gone, I’ve really hated shopping.
It was our thing, you know what I mean? As much as I wasn’t big into materialistic things, I loved how your face just brightened up whenever you went into a clothing store, or perused some aisles or shelves for something new that caught your eye.
You always were so into shopping for me instead of yourself. I wanted YOU to enjoy the experience and buy something beautiful for yourself to wear and feel good in. Something that would make you feel radiant and elegant and keep that smile on your face that I loved so much. But nope, you always turned it around and made it about me. So selfless. I don’t know how you did it for so long. But I wanted to say that I appreciated it. Really, I look back now and realize that those moments in Capilano Mall, or even way back during the Eaton’s Days- those were OUR moments. I just didn’t know it at the time. Shopping was our thing, because it was your thing. I should have savored it more. Forgive me for moping so much lately when I walk into a shop, no matter how nice the clothes or how big the sale.. It just doesn’t feel the same without you. Continue reading Desigual