About a year after my death, on a Friday night, I was sitting in the Quinsam pub having an after-work beer with my buddy Roger when a beautiful First Nations girl walked in and sat at a table with a girlfriend on the other side of the bar.
I looked at Roger and told him that my future wife had just walked in. He laughed at me, but I just got up and walked over to her and said Hi, my name is Bud, and I am your future husband, She laughed as she turned to look at me, her eyes held me spellbound, and I knew she must have fallen from the stars as I could see the universe come alive in them. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I asked if I could join her, and she said yes. This was September 7, 1984. After that first meeting, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this stunning young lady; she was so damn cute.
On February 14, 1985, after a whirlwind courtship, I married this girl who had stole my heart. It was a private wedding in my riverside apartment, just some friends and family. We were married by a justice of the peace. My wife almost fainted during the ceremony. It was almost comical as we sped up the service to get it done before she went down.
A few weeks after our wedding, we were up at her parents’ place. My wife pulled out some photo albums, and as we were looking through them, to my surprise, I saw that little one with the big doe eyes who my mom looked after all those years ago. I suddenly realized that I had married that girl. When I said to my new wife that my mom had looked after her. A look of surprise came over her face, and she said to me that she remembered that day and the handsome young man who had looked at her from the porch that afternoon.
Right after we got married, we discovered that Gina was pregnant, and it was pretty awesome. We were excited. But four months later, she began to hemorrhage, and we lost the baby to a miscarriage. We were devastated, and my wife was very distraught. There was nothing I could say to console her; all I could do was hold her in my arms and hug her tight. Not long after this. We took on looking after a couple of children for 4 days and nights a week while their single dad was at work. This was good for Gina. Jenifer and Steve became as much our kids as their dads. They stayed with us for several years.