Thursday, April 16, 2009

We've Come a Long Way


I knew the minute I saw him that we were going to be together. I didn't know how or when, but one thing was certain. He was going to be mine. It was a crazy feeling--I haven't been so sure of anything in my life before that or since then.


He was a total flirt. I think he had charmed his way into the hearts of every female working in that department store, and of course, I didn't mind one bit that I had to walk through his department to get to mine. If it meant that I had to look at his gorgeous face, it was worth it! He made me laugh and gave me a reason to love going to work. I think he knew immediately that I was crazy about him. How could he not with the HUGE grin I had on my face every time we talked? His friend Jason convinced me to tell him how I felt, and after that, he avoided me like the plague. When he finally came back around, I was pretty sure that he didn't feel the same way (or so I thought).

Fast forward to almost a year later. He was on college spring break in Cancun. I get a phone call at 2:30 in the morning. Guess who? Yup..it was him. By this time we were good friends and talked on the phone all the time, so it wasn't too big of a shock that he was calling. Well, except for the time and considering he was out of the country! He was calling to confess that while he was having a good time in Mexico, he was missing me. Because he was in love with me. I distinctly remember smiling from ear to ear after hearing that. I had visions of what things would be like when he came home. That should have been my first clue that things don't always happen the way we plan!

When he got back, he was weird. Strange. He acted like he had no idea what in the world he had said to me over the phone. I was bummed. How could he not remember THAT conversation? We were back to square one--just friends. Until the night a few weeks later when I kissed him in my friend Jaime's hot tub. I couldn't resist. He was such a flirt, and was so darn cute that I had to make the first move (again). This time, there was no opposition. The rest is history as they say....

That was 12 years ago today. My mom laughs that Mike and I still "celebrate" this. She says that you only count the years you have been married. I think it's important to not forget where you started, and to think about what came before marriage. It's what got us to where we are today. So Mike and I have 2 anniversaries, and while we don't really do anything special to commemorate the day we started dating, we still think it's cause for celebration.

Happy 12 years, Mike! I love you more than I can ever say....

3 comments:

AmberDenae said...

That is SO sweet and I think its totally worth celebrating! 12 years...wow, that is a long time! Happy Anniversary! ;)

Andrea said...

There is NOTHING wrong with two anniversaries :) Jim and I celebrate our first date. Without the first date, there wouldn't be a wedding, right?!

Happy 12 years together! You guys are super cute!

Jaime said...

I totally love this post. I remember is all so well. That phone call at 2am....you were so shocked. Awww man...we can't forget those days girl. They were the best times. Great memory reading this.

Oh and the hot tub...hhahha I was freaking out...LOL