I was a freshman in high school and he was a sophomore when we first ran into each other. We barely spoke. The bad boy persona mixed with ice in his eyes kept me frozen in fear that he was “too cool” for me and since I couldn’t speak, my friend ended up dating him for about a month or so. Afterwards I barely saw him, brief encounters at friends’ houses. Then a very close girl friend of mine started in a relationship with a guy she didn’t think I knew, she was happy and wanted me to meet him… there he was again – and they were cute and happy. My friends got married and ended up having two awesome sons.
In the beginning we would all hang out, my besties and I, with whomever I was dating at the time. Then I moved away and lost contact with them. Once FB came out we were all able to keep tabs on one another. My friends had a good normal looking marriage from what I could see, and I was out living. I got married and divorced (a couple times), had more than my share of life experiences, and ended up making a couple fabulous kids myself!
Several years ago we all reconnected due to my tattoo slinging partner and all our love for ink. We had some great times hanging out and I learned of a disconnect in their marriage. I took on a roll that I have for many people, playing counselor. I fell in love. And as much as my heart knew it needed him, wanted him… I tore myself from him. There wasn’t any part of me that could be that person, that could try to ruin a relationship and especially cause harm to some of my dearest long-term friends.
Then one day I got a message from him that their marriage was done and were officially separated. I didn’t believe him. I couldn’t believe him. There was just no way that could be true!
It was a new year and I had been dating an older gentleman with a beautiful soul for several months. I was also dealing with just being diagnosed with fibromyalgia after years of pain and symptoms. My life was decent, but I had known that my partner wasn’t long-term, his heart was many states away… and my heart just sent me a message that I just could not process for the life of me.
After turning my current relationship into a friendship and a couple weeks of texting/calls with my heart – never truly believing that he was actually available – we planned for him to visit my home on a weekend with no kids. Talk about being nervous!!
There has only been a handful of weekends since that first one in February of 2015 that we have been apart! In April that same year we had a beautiful and tiny handfasting ceremony to bind our love spiritually. Then February 4th of 2016 our dream came true and we were legally married!
Not a day goes by that I’m not thankful for my husband and we have the strongest marriage I’ve seen in a long time!