You ever look back at your life when you’re grown and wonder where everything took a left turn? No, not all the bad things, but just how drastically things have changed in such a short amount time? I’m 24 years old and I still find myself wondering how in the world did I end up where I am! Let’s go back to high school and let me explain…
Freshman Year – 2007
I was a popular, normal, sweet teenager where I got along with just about everybody. Some how I attracted all the new kids in town and always hit it off with them. I was playing sports, making new friends, and even “going out” with guys either my age or older (1 year older, staying within my limit!) I never really had any interest in anyone after my first real break up with a guy from middle school. I was extremely heart broken and thought I would never find anyone again.
Football games were everything in our little small town. Its Friday night lights, and that was something you never missed. I had a pretty successful year in softball and I was pretty focused on making my dreams come true. I got one look at him, and I was head over heels.
Who was this kid?
I didn’t know him at all, and thought my world was fixing to change. I knew when I saw him, he was going to be mine. I was too much of a girlie girl at this stuff and it was hard for me to even think of another relationship. Why him? What was it about him that drew me to him? I wasn’t sure, but then I knew.
His smile, his laugh, his “bad boy attitude,” he was sweet, kind hearted. Seriously dude, you’re making this irresistible right now. My heart was full again, and I wasn’t sure how to tell him except for my stupid giggles. Yep, thats right, our first conversation and I couldn’t get anything out. What was wrong with me? I play softball, I’m this dirty, tom boy and I can’t even get any words out.
I had to call reinforcements
Thats right, my best friend doing all the talking for me. I was nervous, scared, and didn’t even know what to say at this point. Hopefully, by the end of the night, I would have his number. She did her magic and I got his number after the football game. I was like a kid in a candy store, but the problem was…I had no idea who I was even talking to.
He knew me all along.
How does he know me and I don’t know him? Something wasn’t exactly adding up and I was going to know how in the world someone knew me if I didn’t know them. We talked for hours and hours. I was determined to know everything about this kid. So I asked him, “how do you know me?” He stated, “You have PE with my brother, and I’ve seen you around. So I asked about you a time or two.”
Seriously, he’s making this too easy. He’s a “player” or so we called back in high school. But, goodness, I was smitten! He had me drawn in from that first time on the phone. I couldn’t stop smiling. My 9th grade year, he was all I thought about. I met him in the hallways and he walked me to class even if he was late to his. It was too good to be true, but I wasn’t going to let this go.
10th grade year, there was no closure. I had no idea what happened. All of sudden, he stopped meeting me and I was no longer walked to class anymore. I just didn’t understand. My whole world was rocked. Its time to refocus on my softball career, again. I’ll be happy eventually. There was no word on the status and what really happened, but later I figured it out and we went our separate ways for a little while.
One year and we acted like we didn’t exist to each other. I dated here and there, but being with someone else was hard and it was not “him.” I decided to let go of relationships for a while and maybe love would find me again…another year later. Thats right, he came back in my life.
I had a softball game this day and I was playing outfield. He played football (another weakness) and they were let out early. He came to watch us and of course, I was playing the side of the field he was on. Coincidence? I think not! All he had to do was bash those eyes, and I was in love again.
I gave him my number and things were off to the way they used to be. There were some things exchanged between each other and I wasn’t sure how to take it. It had been a year in a half, but I was hopeful. We were two different people, but something clicked. He was my best friend. I could tell him everything and I did. We shared things with each other that I could barely share with anyone else. I knew this was going to last this time and I was determined to make that happen.
10 years later, and 5 years of marriage, I’m so happy to say I’m still with my best friend, my husband, and my other half. I couldn’t imagine life without this goofball.