Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Heather- Let me tell you about my sugar cookie.

I've been DYING for this week so I could post about him. You'll have to forgive me if I go on forever. I tend to get a little carried away when I talk about him, but it's his fault. I've also decided to introduce him to the blogging side of me, so he gets to read this tomorrow. :]

Where to start! Well, at
the beginning, I guess, because that makes the most sense!

We met on Facebook. I think it's a pretty cool story. In high school, I was friends with this guy who went on to join the Navy. We became friends on Facebook. One day, he posted this really depressing status with these lame ass lyrics, but I'm so glad he did. I commented, saying he was being morbid. Then, this kid named Skyler said something that I thought was funny, so I replied, "Josh, I love this Skyler kid." No more than 2 hours later, he sent me a message and we just clicked. He told me that he was in the Navy and he killed terrorists [my best friend calls him T.K., terrorist killer.] He had to get off of Facebook and get back to work, so I told him to protect me from the terrorists. And he's been mine ever since. <3

We don't really know the actual moment we flat out said we were gonna be together, but our anniversary is the day we met, August 18, 2010. In just 2 days, we'll reach the six month mark, which is a huge deal for me because my past relationships never lasted more than four months. It's a big deal for him, too, because at this point, we're each others' longest relationship. We're currently 1,100 miles apart and we've spent a week together, but I wouldn't trade the kid for lifetime field-level tickets to every Cowboys game ever. Maybe a leg. Just kidding! [Have I mentioned that I have a horrible sense of humor?] I enjoy telling him that the reason we work is because I didn't pick him, he picked me. Thank God he did. :]

When we met, I was about to go to the doctor for my six-month check-up. [I had
cervical dysplasia, which was on its way to becoming cancer. Lovely.] I don't remember when I told him about it, but I know I was scared to. I mean, it was kind of intimidating. He was constantly reassuring me, and pushing me to hurry up and go so that I'd know, and he wanted
the results as soon as I got them. I was finally told that my pap smear came back normal for once, which meant I was fine! I was so excited to tell him, and he was happy to hear that I was ok, which also meant I'd stop stressing about it.

I'm a very stubborn person, so of course we have our disagreements. The first major one we had actually turned out to be kind of fun. I'm not sure what it was about, but I remember asking him if he wanted space, aside from the 1100 miles that were already between us. He said no. My reply was something along the lines of "Good, because I wasn't gonna give it to you, anyway." :] But he's very patient with me, so, with a little effort, we get through it.

I've never really had a "type," aside from "different from me." Well, he definitely falls into that category. He plays WoW, and is a nerd in general. But I must admit, I find it fucking adorable. He loves cats, which is perfect because I want a million of them. He cooks for me and gets me Whataburger ketchup. I'm a very loud, wild, and in-your-face person. He balances me out wonderfully, and keeps me grounded. He's made a huge breakthrough with my lame self-esteem, something no one else has managed to do, especially in six months. I feel so pretty when he looks at me, and I believe him when he says he thinks I'm beautiful. He took the time to really get to know me. He introduced me to his family, and, for the first time, I have not one, but TWO pictures of us on my wall. I've never displayed pictures of me and a boyfriend. I find myself making plans, but not just for myself. They're plans for us, for our future. I've never been the marriage type, but I may or may not have several wedding ideas and plans. I feel like he's proud to be with me, and I honestly can't recall a time when I've been happier in a relationship, let alone in my life.

I can see my future with him, and it looks damn good. I feel blessed to have him in my life and to
know that he loves and wants to be with me. Even if he is a WoW-playing nerd, he's my nerd and I love the kid. Kinda funny that the first time I talked about him, I said I loved him. Apparently I can predict the future. <3









"So once again I'm sitting here in class... but I can't seem to focus on anything but you. I know you have been waiting for this letter for a while now and I'm sorry I didn't write sooner, but the best time for me to write you is when I'm at school because that's when I miss you the most.
So yesterday you sent me a message on Facebook that made my day even better than it already was. That message made me start thinking about our past and how it all started. One thing that made me smile was when you would say "I'm in trouble." It was very cute and it let me know I had you right where I wanted you. I had to make you mine because girls like you are rare. You're the whole package. Heatherbear, you're beautiful, witty, funny, strong willed, and
stubborn. Funny thing is, even though you are stubborn and like to win, I still win and I prove you wrong left and right, don't I? I will convince you to see yourself as I see you, perfect in every way, shape, and form.
Well, Heather, I something you so very much and I can't wait to say that L word. You know, leprosy, that one. :)"
-A letter from my love, November 2010.
[Inside jokes: We waited until we actually met to say the L word. Until then, we came up with all kinds of clever things to get around it. And his nickname for me is "Heatherbear." It drove me nuts at first, but now I love it.]

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