So I have been a bad blogger. I have been trying to stay extremely busy as the next appointment is coming up and it is a huge one. I will be 11 weeks when I see him. There is a little fear and a little anticipation. I am sure that the Lord has taken great care of this baby. I know that sticky is just fine and I need to remember that all of this is in His hands and there is nothing I can do. He has a greater plan for all of us.
Speaking of plans for us…. Tomorrow is mine and DH’s 14 year anniversary. Oh how it warms my heart to type that. I think it is time that I put our story to words. I may have done this but I want to do it again.
I was 15 and he was 20 the very first time that I met him. My best friend was dating his best friend and I would see him at a distance or hear about him all of the time.
About 6 months later, my bf and her fiancé (ha-ha) moved in with Jeff. I can still remember vividly to this day what he looked like standing there leaned up against his truck talking on the phone. I instantly asked bf “who is that?” She laughed and said “oh that is Jeff, don’t worry about it. He is taken. (Man I was so broken, I knew his history with his girlfriend and I so did not like her.) About 2 months later Jeff moved and so did my bf. As a reward, Jeff invited us to the apartment pool for a night of fun. I was 16 and he was 21. OMG how cute was he. I was in lust and I just wanted him to drop the skank and take me on. That night was a wonderful night. I spent the night swimming and flirting with him. He was just as up front as me that night. While playing “try to get the bottoms” we hear a whistle from the balcony, sure enough, there was the blonde witch. She proceeded to make her statement by prancing down in a thong, string bikini. I was so mad. (I know, right, he was taken.)
I went on and so did he for the next couple of months. I dated and he stayed with his woman. (More to that story but no time for that right now). I got a call one day from my bf saying that she had a guy that she wanted me to go out with. Something told me who it was and knowing what I did, I was not up for the drama. I told her that if she was talking about Jeff, I was not going. I didn’t want to date him when I knew that he and the skank would get back together any day. I could hear him in the back ground saying, “tell her how nice I am. Remind her of the night at the pool. Tell her I really like her” I was not buying it. I told her no and hung up the phone. She called back about 30 minutes later and said fine, then just go to the mall with me. I agreed to that.
I remember this day vividly as well. I was wearing a short pair of red short and a white t-shirt. My bf’s fiancé (ha-ha) had speakers in the back seat of his 62 rambler convertible. This only allowed for 3 people to ride in the front seat. When we pulled up to Jeff’s house, I asked what we were doing. They said, “oh well he is bringing out some CD’s for M to listen to on the way. Oh okay I said. (Dumb butt) out walks Jeff with the CD case only, he turns and locks his door and walks to the car. He is smiling up a storm and I am mad as all get out. I have no make up on, my hair is in a pony tail and I look like crap. (So I thought) He had seen me so much more made up than this. Oh he was not going to like me. He is going to think that I am a dork and ugly as all get out.
Well he didn’t. He smiled all of the way to the car and when he got there, I asked where he was going to sit. He said not to worry about him; it was where I was going to sit. IN HIS LAP. Of course you can imagine the jokes that were there during the ride. My bf and her fiancé (ha-ha) would say oh you can sit there and talk about the first thing that pops up. (Yeah we were so embarrassed). It didn’t take long though. How could I not be comfortable in his lap? His beautiful blue eyes were staring at me and it was the best feeling in the world. Half way to the mall he rubbed my arm and then lightly grabbed my hand. It was amazing. I felt a warm sensation throughout my body. I felt awkward at the mall. I didn’t know what to do. It was as if I had never been on a date before. I was clumsy.
After the mall we went to a local beach with a pier. I loved that place and to go there was a bonus. While there, my bf and her fiancé (ha-ha) took off into the woods. (Yeah I so don’t want to know what was going on) and Jeff and I stayed there at the car. I was sitting on the back of the car and he was standing in front of me. We were just talking and joking around. He literally cut me off with a kiss. The kiss. Oh the shaking of the earth and the feeling of warmth and electricity throughout my body. I couldn’t get enough. He made me glow. I will never forget that kiss. It was something like out of the notebook. Hehe. (awww he just left me here at the office. We work at the same place and sometimes he comes for lunch to my office.) He was laughing at me typing this. After leaving the pier, he asked me to a party at his house that night. I snuck out of the house and met him at the road (remember, I was 16). Every since that night, I have never been away from him longer than 3 nights for business or on a Christian retreat. Thank you Jesus for saving me. I was a child who was lost during those days. Ha-ha.
I am sitting here typing this and I am tearing up. No it is not the hormones. It is just that I love this man. I know that God gave me to him for reasons that I am in awe of. We were made for each other. I fit perfectly within his arms. I still fit great on his lap. His kisses still send shivers down my spine. Yes we got married when I was 17 and yes no one liked it and no, no one thought that we would make it. (My step-dad even said as we were walking down the isle, “I give it a year). We have proved them wrong. Here we are 14 years married and 15 years together. I am in love just as much; no wait more than I have ever been. We have been thru things that most would have divorced over and I am proud to say that we are still fighting for it.
I love you baby. You are my man and I am proud to say that.
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3 comments:
Wow. What a beautiful story. Happy Anniversary!!
Happy Anniversary! I wish you many more celebrations!
awe what a great stroy! happy anniversary!
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