It was the autumn of eighty-five. Summer had come and gone. Most families like to get away during the summer holidays, but with my parents running the surf and diving school, we spent our summer at home in Jeffrey’s Bay. Autumn had now arrived and brought with it many new colours and scents. It was a gorgeous time of year and my family was very excited to be taking a trip down to Hogsback to experience the beauty of this season in its simplicity.
The cabin we had rented our looked idyllic. It rested underneath a beautiful tall oak tree that decorated its roof with striking orange, yellow and red leaves. The air was filled with tranquillity and Hogsback seemed to be a peaceful place. Preparing myself for a quiet holiday, I grabbed my new James Patterson thriller and ipod and headed for the hammock. With my head downcast, I began looking through my playlist, not paying attention to what was in front of me. I fell suddenly falling backwards and hitting my fragile elbow on a rock. As I looked up my eyes fell upon a young man. To me he appeared rugged and handsome. His big hazel eyes stared at me in shock. At that moment, my elbow began to throb painfully. He had been standing, almost frozen, but as if he could sense that I was in pain, he came bravely to my rescue like a real hero, coming up behind me and helping me to my feet. He carefully examined my wound, gently moving my elbow to check for any broken bones. “You’ll need stitches.” He said. “My house is just a few metres away and I’m a paramedic, let me help you please, it’s the least I can do after injuring you.” He seemed so kind and sincere, I accepted his offer and off we went to his cabin.
Those were the first few of our many moments together. For the remainder of my holiday we were inseparable. We went on hikes, paddling trips and horse rides. We swam under the Madonna and Child waterfall and lay under the stars. He taught me how to drive and I baked him brownies. We shared secrets and thoughts and after climbing the oak tree above the cabin, sitting on the branches, we shared our first kiss.
That autumn changed my life. An autumn romance is not something a person commonly thinks or talks about. However, it happened to me. When the holiday ended we had to say goodbye and it was devastating leaving someone I had fallen so madly in love with. Years later, we found each other in a coffee shop in Stellenbosch. Our wedding day came only six months later and as I kissed his soft, sweet lips, I thank God for his plans for me. This one truly was good, pleasing and absolutely perfect!
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