My Heart is Happy

My heart is HAPPY!!!! I got to talk to J today! OMG it was so nice to hear his voice. To hear that he misses me just as much as I miss him. I can't wait for Friday to watch him graduate! I wish that this meant that we were going to be able to live together again, but sadly it doesn't. It does however mean that we are one step closer to living together. Can I just say that I miss him. I mean really miss him. In more ways that one. =)  This is the first time in almost 7 years that we have spend more that 2 weeks apart. And we've always been able to talk to each other whenever we wanted. I think that I have done pretty well so far. I miss him like crazy, but it could always be worse!


Since I am on the topic of J, here is a little bit of our story:


We met for the first time when I was a Freshman and he was a Sophomore. He was dating a friend of mine and I didn't really think anything of him. It would be another two years before he really made an impact on my life. 


In the very beginning of my Junior year, I saw J at lunch with a mutual friend of our. Our mutual friend called me over to their table at Subway and I chatted with them for a few minutes. Little did I know that J was dating someone else at the time and her sister "caught" us talking. We were both being our friendly selves and there wasn't anything more than that but it ended up being the straw that broke the camels back for that relationship. 


A few weeks later the same friend that introduced us back in Freshman year was interested in J again (I didn't know that back then, I swear!!). She brought me and another girl friend over to his house to hang out. We ended up showing up while J was watching Mrs. Doubtfire with his parents. I took a seat on the only free couch and J sat down next to me. My girl friends ended up sitting across the room from us. While we were sitting on the couch J's leg kept getting closer to mine, and I kept scooting closer to the edge of the couch. When finally J was spread out all over the couch and I was crowding the arm, I looked at J and asked him if he would like me to sit on the floor so he could take up as much couch as he needed. His parents were watching the whole scene unfold and we giggling about their son's "skills" and I am completely oblivious to the fact that he is hitting on me. J ended up sharing the couch with me, but was far from letting me stay out of his life. When we left the house, he asked me for my phone number. And the rest was history. 


There were a few bumps in the road, but I am proud to say that we are high school sweethearts and more in love today than we were on the day we got married. 


Ahh...He makes me smile. I love that boy!