Happy Anniversary
March 20, 2007
Our two year anniversary. Who knew we’d make it this far and this long. There have been some rough moments in our relationship. Looking back however I wouldn’t change anything. With every problem and disagreement we grew closer. We learned more about each other and ourselves. Letting go of the pride and selfishness, and welcoming compromise and humbleness. The road has been rough, wanting to walk away but the love was too strong and pulled us back each time.
It all began 3 years ago. Meeting at 1223 at the end of summer. The start of your last year of law school. Me fresh out in the "real world" of a 9 to 5.
I asked to be introduced to you (however if you tell the story you would say you did) but Im telling it. We were introduced, and left to talk amongst ourselves. Talking was hard to do competing with the people, music and comotion of a club. But still I remained focused. Which if you know me you know that is hard to do especially in a club. We talked the entire night, until our friends told us it was time to go. We parted, exchanged numbers, you wrote mine on a napkin because the screen on your cell phone was broken, ha.
It took you a while to call, a few weeks actually. I believe 3 to be exact. We arranged to go out on a date. You offered to come and pick me up which I was reluctant about since the movie theatre we were going to was closer to you. But you came, picked me up, opened every door, crossed every T and dotted every I. You didnt miss a beat of being the perfect gentleman (you still haven’t). It wasn’t a show, it was genuine, from the heart. And I noticed.
From there we talked on the phone, nothing too serious, you were finishing your last year of law school, and moving back to Chicago in a year. So it wasnt to be anything serious.
We went on several other dates, from the Chi-Chi lounge, to the Native American Museum, to the zoo, a concert, to more movies, to dinners, to lunches. Then there was a break in time, we lost touch.
We had our reencounter HU homecoming weekend, I saw you walking up with your group of friends and got goose bumps. We hadnt spoken in a few months. Why? Im not quite sure. Immediately we find each other and start talking about whose fault it is that we havent spoken. I still blame you 🙂
We parted that night promising to keep in better touch, I kiss you on the cheek and go home.
From that night on, we talked everyday multiple times a day. You came over every evening, and would make that 2hr rush hour commute on 395 pretty much EVERYDAY. You never complained, not once. You were always the perfect gentleman, always going out of your way to make sure I was alright, and that I was happy. You still are that way and I love you so much for that.
It was getting hard facing the fact that you were graduating in May and would be moving back home. We talked about possibilities of how to make this work, and how long we would do the whole long-distance thing. You went home to began studying for the bar, which was difficult trying to communicate with one another. Finally you decided it would be best if you came and stayed with me while preparing. You did. 3 months. You passed the bar, and than began the job hunt.
You flew back and forth from MDW to DCA, almost every weekend.
You ended up finding a job in Chicago. And there was only one thing left to do for us to be together. You promised me that you would take care of me, and you asked my father. And next thing I know…
Im packed up and in Chicago.
It was hard for me at first, a HUGE adjustment, but you were patient with me the whole entire time, well most of it. I went through some battles, emotionally, physically, mentally, and spiritually. But still we managed to keep it together. We managed to work through our disagreements.
And here we are now, together and happier than ever before.