Everyone does posts sharing their love story. Being the hopeless romantic that I am, I really enjoy reading them. It’s always fun to hear about the unique ways that people find love. I kinda explained a little bit of our love story back in June, but I didn’t go into to much detail. The other day I was reading through blogs and was reading Brooklyn from A Little Too Jolley’s love story and I decided I wanted to share a more detailed version of ours. What’s different? I wanted him to write it. It’s all your baby.
Almost 15 years ago, I laid eyes on the most beautiful girl in the world and we became really good friends. Being that young I don’t know if you can call it a thing or not, but it became something. Then we realized we were better off just friends. We stayed close all through middle school and into our freshman year of high school, then we slowly started drifting our own ways. Eventually we stopped hanging out and stopped talking, except once a year on our birthday. Did I mention we have the same birthday? I’m 8 hours older. We went on with our lives, although she never left my mind, and was frequently brought up in conversations with my family and friends.
The beginning of November last year she randomly sent me a message on Facebook asking how I was doing. We sent a few messages back and forth and then kinda stopped talking. Then in December she messaged me and told me her husband had left. Being the guy I am, I had promised I was always here, I listened to her. I let her vent about the situation, then we kind of lost touch again. We started talking more and more around February and saw each other for the first time since high school when she came up for the Miranda Lambert concert. On Valentine’s day she called me and we spent 6+ hours on the phone. She vented, cried, yelled, then we changed subjects and started telling jokes and talking about what each other had been up to the last 8 years. We went from barely talking to talking all day everyday. We kept reminding each other that we were never going to be anything other than friends. Well the more and more we talked, I fell harder and harder (she did too, she just kept fighting it).
One weekend I needed to get out of town so I left and headed to our hometown. We hung out, drank, and talked some more. I really really wanted to kiss her, so after some much needed liquid encouragement I did. I figured it was kiss her and ruin everything (which I thought was worth the risk) or it was going to be everything I had ever dreamed of. Fortunately for me, it was everything I dreamed of. All I could think was finally, 15 years later, my dream, my perfect woman was in my life. I love her with all my heart. All her perfect imperfections, her smile, her kindness and the way she loves me. She is ultimately my best friend and my soul mate!
I love you baby, and thank you for making me wait 15 years!! I always knew it was you and you finally caved!! You are my rock!!
I love you too baby. With that I’m happy to announce that after knowing each other for 15 years, and enduring life lessons that have made us into the people we needed to become, I’m going to marry the guy that has never given up on me, will do anything to put a smile on my face, makes me laugh even when I don’t want to and loves me with everything he’s got!!! I love you baby and I can’t wait to forever be your always.