My life tumbled down a hill and crashed into love four years ago. It was on that day that I threw caution to the wind and let my heart go. Free. And it was at that exact moment when I knew that ‘I do’ was just a matter of time. Matter of when. And ever since that fateful rainy night, I’ve been thankful. I’m forever thankful.
Thanksgiving weekend is just a few days away. And like four years ago, I celebrate it with the woman that changed my life. Became my life. I’ve always known that holidays are important, and it’s mainly because it brings family together. But this holiday has extra significance to me because it’s the anniversary of the day I found my family. The list is big and grows every day. It is fueled with moments that define a person, and I’m lucky to be witnessing new definitions all the time. The pain and suffering and circumstance she overcame before I met her. I’m grateful for that. That she persevered and has overcome. It’s that fighter inside of her that I’m grateful for every day. As another thanksgiving inches its way forward, I take stock of my life. And where I came from. Alone and restless to in love and in my rightful place in time. With her. She praises me, supports me, encourages me and she lets me be me. Always. And as each day loses itself into another, I always remember. Never forget. From then until now. All those sleepless nights that had me wishing. Wanting. Waiting. All those dinner dates at my place with food and wine and long talks. The vacations where our love was cemented and flourished. The engagement parties and celebrations. The tough times and real life twists and turns. Our wedding. Mine. To my beautiful bride. I’m appreciative that at a later date in time I found my answer. And every single morning when I wake up I need only glance over at her soft eyes closed and locked away and asleep to know that this is where I was suppposed to be along. I no longer have to wonder what if, but instead what is. This dessert isn’t your typical Thanksgiving day dessert. But it’s the perfect representation of my love. And appreciation. A rich chocolate ganache that illustrates the sweetness I pursued for years. And finally found in her. The pear is the fruit of my labour of love. And the beautiful tartlet is the one small package that contains all that goodness. The sweet surrender. To you W, thank you. For your passions. For your love. For always believing. For giving me my hope back. My life tumbled down a hill and crashed into your love four years ago. And ever since that time I’ve been grateful. Forever grateful. For you. From my kitchen to yours, Chocolate Pear Tartlets Ingredients:
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