Hello Friends!
August 22nd has a very special meaning to me. Why,
you might ask? Well that’s easy, it just so happens to be the day that the love
of my life and I first started dating.
I received these beautiful roses from my better half and I
was feeling a bit nostalgic so I thought I’d share with you the story of how we
first met and a few little bits and bobs from the past 9 years of our relationship.
I’ll try not to make it as cheesy or boring as it sounds, I promise. Plus, there
will be embarrassing, awkward coming of age pictures, how could you pass that
up?
We met in 2005, at a restaurant in Florida. I was 15 and he
was 16. He was a bus boy and I was a customer. He held the door for me and I
have to say I fell for him, even in his horrible Hawaiian shirt that he was required to wear.
One of our first conversations was of him just insulting my
CD collection while we sat awkwardly and as far as possible from one another on
my mom’s couch. We’ve come a long way since then, though he still doesn’t like
my choice in music much.
The first picture taken of us as a couple in 2005
We’ve been through some hard times. It definitely wasn’t all
sunshine and rainbows. Of course we fight, we get on each other’s nerves, we
take each other for granted and we let little things get in the way but we’ve
come so far and we’ve learned so much. I don’t think without those bad times
we’d be able to fully appreciate the good ones. We know each other better now,
we can exchange thoughts with just a look across a room or a smile or an
eyebrow lift. We’re better, we’re stronger and we’re still trying. There are so
many times we could have called it quits just to make it simple or easy but we
didn’t.
While going through old photos and documents on my laptop I
came across these notes I’d written to him. When we first started dating I
would write him poems and love notes for every month we were together, I guess
I was a bit of a romantic…or just really obsessive. Either way he must have liked it
because he didn’t run off screaming.
Our favorite picture of us taken in 2005
My mom actually took this picture of us and one day I would
like to recreate it. In a way it kind of became the profile picture for our
relationship and we both agree that it’s one of our favorites.
For our 5th anniversary Chris surprised me with a
puzzle made out of this photo (that I still need to have framed) and he also
gave me this lovely poem plaque that sits on my shelf next to our pictures.
He
was also sneaky and planned a trip for us to New York City. We ate dinner in an
expensive, rotating restaurant with an amazing view and went to see The Phantom
of the Opera, which of course, was incredible.
Us at a fancy dinner in New York for our 5 year anniversary
in 2010
Last year for our 8th anniversary I made him this collage
of us throughout the years.
It still amazes me how young we were when we met
and how much we’ve changed over the years. I’m so lucky to share my life with
someone I grow closer to each year instead of growing apart.
I honestly think that it was just down to fate that we met.
We both lived in the same town, went to the same school a year apart and yet
never met until the day I walked into that restaurant. We could have crossed
paths at any time and we probably wouldn’t have given each other a second
glace. I believe in luck, I believe in fate and I believe that everything
happens for a reason. I believe we found each other because we were meant to.
We’ve been through crazy family drama, sad times and the deaths of loved ones,
a move alone across the East Coast and we’re still in love and we’re still together.
We were goofy, awkward teenagers when we started dating and now we’re
goofy awkward 20 something’s. Not much has changed there.
Us at dinner for our 9 year anniversary in 2014
I’m not going anywhere. I’m in it for the long haul. I want
to grow old with him so I can tease him about his memory loss and his wheezy
laugh. Then again, I do that now ;)
See you soon friends,
Lynn
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