I am been meaning to write this blog for a while now. It's sort of taking a step to the side away from the weight loss journey (which by the way is going well) and sort of reflect out reasons I know that we will succeed at this journey and the journey we've been on to get to this point and the journey we will be on for a life time.
When I was 13 years old, I was a fat kid with no friends, living in a small town in northwestern Iowa. A town full of cows, corn and mud. Three things I have never been a huge fan of, although I do love me a good cob of corn! I didn't really have any friends and 90% of my summer break was spent on the internet in my bedroom. During my online adventures, I found an awesome chat room for overweight girls and guys to get together and just chat about random stuff. I made a ton of friends through there. Even though my best friends lived in the computer, I was still extremely happy knowing that these people actually cared about me.
After joining the chat room, a sports obsessed 13 year old boy came in the room and he just annoyed the crap out of me. I would kick him out of the chat room on a regular basis because he was just annoying. Haha. Then I got to know him. Over the summer, as much as a 13 year old girl can fall in love over the internet with a boy she's never met, I fell in love. This boy told me about his heart condition, being born with a hole in his heart. I told him right after that, that he didn't have to worry anymore because I filled that hole. In a sweet, innocent way I never imagined what those words actually would mean.
Throughout the years, with both of us living in separate countries, I never knew or even expected that life would bring our two worlds colliding together. We kept in touch over the years and the feelings I had for this boy never faded. I can say they were hidden by feelings of what I thought were love for many years.
After my last relationship ended, I got a random Facebook message from this same boy, only 10 years later. We started talking about and I realized, 10 years worth of feelings were no longer hidden or bogged down by the influence of bad relationships.
February 16, 2012 I made the 7 hour drive to another country to meet a boy who held my heart for 10 years and to meet a boy that I filled a void in his heart 10 years earlier. I got lost trying to find his apartment. But as I went to push the button to call up to his apartment to let him know I was here, I paused. I took in a deep breath, told myself "here goes nothing", and with trembling hands, pushed the button. About 60 seconds later, I saw this boy, now man that I fell in love with, walking toward me (in his flaming red basketball shorts and bright blue Tim Tebow shirt). Our eyes locked, and we kissed. This ONE kiss, let me know tell you folks, felt like all the fireworks in the entire world for the past 10 years were going off at the same time.
Over the next 10 months, I drove to Ontario every 3 to 4 weeks to see him. We spent countless hours filling out immigration paperwork and a few thousand dollars to the government to get permission for Justin to move relocate to the United States, so we could be together.
February 16, 2013-One Year after that first kiss, I put on a beautiful white dress, he put on a purple tuxedo and we got married. Again, that kiss felt like a million fireworks.
As we approach February 16, 2014, we are about to celebrate our first wedding anniversary. With all of the struggles, arguments, and pot holes in the road we've dealt with in the last 12 years now, I have no doubt in my mind that Justin and I will be successful with this journey. We've had such a tough journey so far, this seems like a piece of cake. (Oh my, cake sounds so amazing right now.)
Every day since we have been living together, I look at him and still can't believe how our fairy tale is my reality. I am the luckiest woman in the entire world to have a man that loves me for me. He accepts me and my flaws and still continues to support me in everything I do. I look at him and see 60 years down the road, he will still be there holding me and telling me everything will be okay. I have never in my life thought or imagined that a real love story would happen to me. I look at my husband daily and get butterflies in my tummy knowing that he is MINE! I have no idea how you can meet your husband when you are 13 years old on the internet. But even through fights, arguments, living in two different countries and the stress of immigration, we have come out of it stronger and more in love.
There is no doubt that we will succeed at this journey. With the most amazing man by my side, there is no reason to give up. He never has given up on me in 12 years, I won't give up on him.
All my love....
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