The countdown is moving too quickly.
I turn 30 in April. I don't know how that happened. The last four years of baby making and raising kiddos has been a huge blur. But here we are. My hubs turned 31 and I'm turning 30. Just a big ol' whoa.
We started dating the summer before our sophomore year in high school. It was amazing. I knew then he was my soul mate and we would be married someday. Sounded crazy to me and him. Obviously, at 15, this was crazy. We both knew we had a lot to experience and there's no way you meet your soul mate at 15. Period.
We had an awesome run at the ol' Chugiak High School. Most happy couples I know came out of that place. Of course... I have only moved ten miles down the road from my childhood home. I love it here.
We broke up right before our Senior Year. It was rough. We were best friends. His mom and I spent a ton of time together. She gifted me with my love of gardening and patiently taught me almost all I know about it (well, I've learned more since, but she gave me my base). It was mutual break up- we both needed to grow up. I vividly remember having a conversation about how we would probably be together ten years from now- but who knew where life would take us.
Our journey apart always led us back together. We had relationships with others, ups and downs, tragedies and blessings... every time I had my heart broken, he was the one I ran to for hugs and pick ups.
When we finally ended up back together it was, as most things are, all about the timing. We both had come out of long relationships a few months earlier and we're running around getting into trouble. Our first 'date' was to the fish wheel with some friends. It was amazing and his laugh and smile reminded me of how much fun we always have together.
About six weeks later I was going camping with my best (girl)friend and he was going to work on his cabin. In the truck while we were driving, I had a huge panic attack/realization. This was it. He had been here the whole time and I just now was getting it. I felt the way I had in high school, ten years ago when we dated. This was the person I was going to spend my days and nights with. My adventures, laughs, cries, ups and downs... they were always with him and always would be.
There are moments that stick with you. That feel like they were yesterday. You remember exactly where you were, who was with you and how you felt. Realizing my husband was my soulmate, my best friend and honestly the one person who I wanted to be with for forever was one of those moments for me. Driving past Potter's Marsh on our way to go camping... in my best friend's truck with her dog's head resting on my shoulder. Vivid memory moment.
Lucky for me- he felt the same way!!!
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