One week ago I was celebrating a relationship achievement with my boyfriend. November 5th, 2012 marked the 10th year since we had first decided to start dating...the first time around. I was 16 years old and he was 15. Looking back we were just babies but what developed between two teenagers was a wonderful yet emotional rollercoaster of a relationship. We had many ups and downs with jealously, insecurity, and immaturity. Finally, after dating through most of highschool and our first year of college, we called it quits. Looking back it was incredibly painful and I remember sitting in front of my t.v. watching Pride and Prejudice, the WORST film to watch after a break-up, by the way, and bawling my eyes out. I would drive down the road and start crying out of nowhere. It sounds so pathetic, I know, but I felt like a lost little puppy and my heart was so broken. It took months to accept that it was over and so in my attempt to move on I did date other people. Those poor men.
No sooner was I saying yes to a first date then just squashing the relationship like a bad habit. I was a self proclaimed man-eater. Okay, I wasn't that bad but I did hurt some feelings along the way and I'm definitely not proud of that.
During that time apart we would talk or text once every 9-12 months just to make sure each other was still alive, I guess. I finally talked myself and everyone else (some would disagree) into believing that I was okay and reconciled. Pfft.
As fate would have it, three years later we reconnected over drinks still drawn to one another as if we were 16 again and I can honestly say now that everything we went through, the fights, separation, and time apart was the best thing we could have done. We came together more perfect for one another than ever before. Everything we so disliked about the other dissolved and was replaced by more wonderful qualities as we grew up. He inadvertently changed me in such a great way but at the time I could not see it as anything good. Time actually has a wonderful way of healing things if you let it. As with us, we've only gotten better over time.
I've always known this simple truth even when I didn't want to admit it to anyone including myself: This man is my rock, my best friend, and the love of my life.
Our story is my own fairytale and like a moive script ending.
Ladies, any man that tells you "You were born to be with me as I was born to be with you" is a keeper. Just saying.
The beginning - 2002