When we first started dating, one of our dates was at Pinot’s Palette. A place where they walk you through painting something while you mostly drink wine. I had never painted anything before of any considerable value to me and this was turning out rather splendid. I was following the instructions to the letter and it was going to look just like the original. Erin, however, had a different idea.
“Let’s put them in the same forest together,” she said.
“What?” I asked. “I’m trying to get it to look just like the original. You don’t know how much this means to me.”
You see all my life I considered myself an inferior artist as I grew up with a mother that could draw a detailed skyline of Dallas with pen and ink. She could paint gorgeous depictions of human emotion that touched me deeply. I have the hands of a surgeon and still cannot match that which birthed me.
It bothered me. Deeply. I became so focused that I didn’t even care about the world around me. Here we are on one of the first few dates and I’m more concerned about pleasing my ego than finding true love.
Then we finished. Erin had been paining too, of course, but she followed her heart.
I looked to see the picture on the left, the one she painted. There was no moon. Just trees and a bird. The bird looking right at mine.
“See,” she said, “now they’re in the same forest. Just like love birds.”
If you were to ask me when I knew I would love her forever I would have many answers for you and this would be one of them.
I think about it every time I see these two. I was so full of ego and she so full of love. It reminds me. I belong on the other side of the forest, with her.
– Charlize <3
Cover image credit: Charlize Veritas