I was reminiscing today about the mishaps and wild road that led to marrying my precious husband. It was probably the strangest and most dramatic romance I have yet to encounter, yet I knew I was his the moment his lips met mine and there was nothing short of death that was going to change that. It was actually a scary time because it was quite the fatal attraction. I had never felt so vulnerable and fragile. I had always been in control in my relationships and not easily hurt. But this was different, he was different.
We met at work, which is quite the no no.....so we agreed to keep it just friendly and flirty and the occasional date, but nothing serious and no one should know. Well I guess very quickly people noticed, because as secretive as we were, you couldn't hide the chemistry and attraction. So, I decided to call it off (me being in control). I even started dating someone else. In the meantime he went a little off the deep end. He was texting me constantly, day and night, he would tell me how much he needed me, then tell me how mad he was and he was going to quit his job so he didn't have to see me everyday. It was horrible. Because as much as I was separated from the situation, I was still very much infatuated with him. I was almost to the point where I was going to get a restraining order against him, when one night I had a change of heart and let him come over to plea his case and talk things out. He got there around 9:30 and I went to open the door on the carport and let him in and he kissed me, there was no warning, no hesitation, just grabbed me and kissed me. I can remember looking into his eyes afterwards and knew that was it, I was completely done. It wasn't that it was the most amazing kiss I had ever experienced, it wasn't how he went about it, it wasn't even that he was so hot (hehehe). It was just that I knew that was who I was meant to kiss for the rest of my life.
The next few months were a blur and happened very quickly. There was still drama from ex's and there was drama at work that we had to deal with. There was the fact that my parents weren't thrilled with my choice. There was a lot of negative swarming our budding romance. I wanted out of the situation, but couldn't let him go. I was struggling still and being very fickle with committing, when one day he said "don't you know I'm in love with you?" A statement so simple, yet so strong and quite frankly the glue that held us together. It wasn't much longer and he looked at my badge one day and said "your name needs to be changed." :) Again, with the power of words we stayed together for a little bit longer. We endured criticism and harassment like you wouldn't believe. We were broke and unable to actually go on a date for what seemed like forever. I would cook for him and he would come over for dinner every night. He was negative and grumpy, but I adored him. The relationship seemed doomed, yet we kept on. It wasn't even a year after we met, that we got married at a little chapel by ourselves. I don't even have a picture of us from our wedding day. I remember exactly what we both had on though, and where his hand was on my back. I remember the way the church smelled and how I almost puked all over him (he doesn't know about that part). I remember him looking me in the eyes when he said his vows and how he grinned when I said mine. It's a very sweet memory, one that I will cherish forever. We have had drama, we have had negativity, we have had a couple knock down drag outs that I was certain was the end of us, but I love that man. I love him more than I knew possible. And through everything, life still seems more still and complete with him, then it ever has before.
I noticed my badge today.....he changed my name :). Thank God for that.
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