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Monday, February 11, 2013

The Luckiest

So I was driving home tonight and the Ben Folds song "The Luckiest" came on the radio as part of someone's Valentines playlist. I hadn't heard this song in a long while, in fact I would say I have avoided it but tonight I really listened to it. It reminded me of a relationship long past where the boy would play and sing this song to me on the piano.

And I thought to myself today, I really have been very lucky in love in so many ways. I have some very fond memories of moments where I felt truly loved and in love. Here is only a very short list of them:


  • Being serenaded on the grand piano in my parents house
  • Waltzing at the end of a square dance at the Tractor Tavern in Seattle
  • Night swimming (naked) in Green Lake
  • Being woken up by an alarm to find roses and my boyfriend waiting to ask me to prom
  • Walking down a street casually chatting and being swept off my feet into a kiss
  • Boating in Northlake and jumping off an empty overpass
  • Sneaking a kiss late at night by the lake
  • And those moments where you don't want to get out of bed because you honestly feel you could just look at him forever


When I think back on all those moments I think, wow, I've had a pretty rich love life. I truly am the luckiest. Glad I can listen to that song again.

Ben Folds - The Luckiest
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