My husband and I didn't meet traditionally. We met on MySpace. No, that isn't a typo. It was 1.) That long ago and 2.) That odd. What made it even more strange was the fact that we were both in high school, more than 2,000 miles apart. He lived in Carmel, IN. I lived in Fresno, CA. I randomly found his page, April of 2006 and still more crazy I contacted him out of the blue telling him he was attractive (totally forward of me, and so out of character).
He responded, and the more I found out about him, the more of a jerk I thought he was. HA! I am a terrible judge of character. Luckily he proved me wrong, and we talked for a year...
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| Me talking to him, Early 2007 |
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| Him and his sister, Laurie, Talking to me 2006 |
He flew out on April 1, 2007.
We met at the airport, had some lunch and checked him into his hotel. Where he asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes.
Three hours after he landed we had a car accident. During the entire time he was in California, all but one day was spent with me hospitalized. He took care of me at every turn. He brought me my ridiculous requests, bought me a teddy bear and white roses.
He loved me through it...
April 6, 2007
He left back to Indy, and I felt lost. Though we still had each other, and we talked more then ever. After a month out of school recovering I returned to my senior year.  |
I graduated June 8, 2007
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and the next morning I was on a plane bound for Indy. We spent two weeks together.
When I left back to California, we weren't sure what the future would hold. Those two weeks had changed everything. The more days passed, the more we realized we didn't want to spend any more time apart. A few weeks later, in July, I flew back to Indy, followed by a truck full of my things.
and that was it.
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