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I have to say... I was waiting the end of the trimester so I can write in English... Not that I'm better in, In fact I'm way much better in French, but sometimes, the ideas have a better flow in English...well whatever 

Sunday night, Superbowl... not that I'm a huge fan, but still we have to watch it, plus my cousin and I, had pick the Green and Yellow...Victoire! So I was back in my messy apartment on St-Viateur with my cousin + boyfriend, my uncle and my little cousin a so sweet little baby girl of 5 months. 

I'm sitting there in an old living room, looking at the map of Montreal on the wall and having those memories. What a good time I had here: One best friends Party, Dinners, Rooftop and of course Love. Nostalgie. So to evade from that past year and came back to reality of the Superbowl 2011, I'm looking at the baby (I could have watch the Football game, but to be honest, I was just waiting the Black Eyed Peas…) so I looked at this little gorgeous doll so happy to be with people. 

And looking at her, I realised that I have no clue of when she was born. Hold on here, I'm good at this usually. I remember every single birthday of people close to me or not. What's going on? Then her mother said: August 21th. BANG! The Day of the year I'm trying to forget more than any day of my life. Damn it! Now I remember why I couldn’t remember and I couldn’t helped but wonder: What is it with love that we are so lost once it ends, that we just forget everything. I realised that I spend 5 months acting by automatism, that every single day of my life since August 21st have been a fuzzy memory. It’s supposed to be totally normal, a typical reaction after a loss. But suddenly, I saw every single moment I was trying to forget, one after an other just as if I was sittin on a train looking at the landscapes changing...NYC, Facebook, NY by bus, NY by plane, Albany, Barcelona, Facebook, laughs, Mojitos, Barca, Sex, Passion...every single details of my past relationship that I was trying to avoid for so many months.

But then I realised that this little sweetheart I'm holding, she'll always be a part of my life. She's so marvellous and every single August 21st, she's gonna grow up and bring a bit more of sparkling on that day. And just like that, after a therapist, a book on how to treat anxiety, way too much money spend on hairdresser, manicure, massages... way too much champagne and Gin&Tonic... Ella Saved The Date, and turns out she was my Green & Yellow teem : an unexpected victory after a really hard working season.

They say that when something bad happened to you, something good happened to someone else... well in my case I say that when something bad happened to you...Look around you, you'll see that something good is coming and it's gonna stay for ever... A baby was born and I'll love this princess every single day of my life! So what’s coming now… well I’m moving back with my two best friends, maybe in a messy apartment (sorry girls I hope not), but what’s coming next will always be better than the previous “coming next” and sometimes, the present is just perfect... so thanks to the Superbowl…How do I feel now?

Single and Fabulous... exclamation points!!!

Ok that helped... 

David Servan-Schreiber