Moving is not a fun experience. I've moved once a year for the past two years and it still does not seem to get any easier. We always seem to have some kind of snag that comes from nowhere. which leads me to tell you the story of my son's birth and how I moved from NYC to Texas to NY to Texas and now to San Diego.
It all started almost 9 years ago in college. I had a roommate named Ruth and she was a graphic design student while I was taking biological studies in school. She would hang out with four other guys she met also in her major. She was really close to them and was always telling me about them. She also would ask me if I wanted to hang out with her and the guys, but I always said no. However, one day I said why not I feel bad telling her no all the time... and that's when I saw him. He had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen and spiky blond hair with abs to die for (hubby note* i don't remember those). He was just talking with his friends playing on a ledge outside by the cafeteria. I felt the blood rush to my head and back down to my toes. I could not even look anyone in the eye because I was afraid everyone could see right through me to my desires. During the entire meal I kept my eyes down and barely spoke to anyone. It did not help that I am extremely shy with new people(Hubby note* She says that but she puts on her "New Yorker face" which i always took as she didn't want to talk because she was pissed off heh). During the next year I would get the same rush of blood and heat every time I saw him walking through the campus. I never said anything to him besides hello the entire year.
However, things changed the following year my roommate Ruth no longer lived on campus, but she always came to visit. She stopped by my room and said hi and we talked about everything that was going on in our lives.During the conversation she mentioned that Ed said that I looked very nice. I said Oooh, that's sweet of him. I told her to tell him that he looks good too. Ruth gave me a weird look and said nothing more of it. Ruth said if I would like to go out to dinner with her and the boys. I said sure that would be fun, but I was in for a big surprise that night.
I met everyone at the Pizza hut/KFC on campus we were all just getting our orders when Ruth met me by the soda fountain and said in a fast, hushed voice "I told Ed that you like him and and want to go out with him." As she said that Ed was coming right behind her with a big smile(*Hubby note* Ruth, in fact, never said that to me). My mouth just popped open and I froze in place. I was in shock! All i could do was shake my head and walk to my seat.
I sat by the end of the table because I hoped I would not be noticed and concentrated on eating my food. My stomach was in knots and I just wanted a hole to open up and swallow me whole. Just as I thought things would not get any worse, from across the table he asked me a question and I just looked at him and I saw everyone just turn in my direction and stare at me. At that moment I really wanted an asteroid to hit the earth an end all life as we know it. Yes, I am a little dramatic.
As the night went on I felt a little comfortable and Ed and I started talking and enjoying each other's company. A relationship started to develop, or so I thought. Ed had just gotten out of a long relationship and was not ready to be in another one (*Hubby note* It really was the worst relationship i could have imagined yet oddly i fought so hard to keep it together. Without going into much detail i was very sick and had to return home from college and she was not even remotely loyal, but the transition from high school to college is a difficult time for relationships). I tried to understand but felt a little hurt because I really liked him and I thought I was falling in love with him (*Hubby Note* I knew that i liked her a lot, but i was not in a state of mind to be the person i wanted to for her). We parted as friends, but for some reason he was always at the back of my mind. We all have that one person that just got away. They always pop into our mind once in while, that was Ed for me.(*Hubby note* She was that one for me)
Once I year I would call him or text him to see how he was doing. During our conversation the big question would come up which was if either of us was attached to someone. It seemed that one of us was always in a relationship.
We all know that the story does not end there. In 2006 around March I had just gotten out of a bad break up and I was just a mess. I felt so alone with no one to talk to that I decided to call Ed. I was just a mess and was crying and sobbing. Ed just listened to me and was sweet and understanding and so very supportive. Mind you, this is a girl he had not seen in over two years and barely knew but life has a plan for everything.
As time went on we continued to talk more and more each day. We were starting to get to know each other all over again. However, this time around I was being very cautious with my feelings because I was afraid of getting my heart stepped on again. Imagine this, he has a different plan. After talking for about a month he tells me he loves me! He told me this on instant messenger while I was riding the bus home from school. Once again he made my jaw drop and I could not breath! What could I say?! I was guarding my heart and here he was knocking at the door with his heart in hand. I spent the entire bus ride staring at the screen not knowing what to write. I knew he wanted and answer back and he deserved one but what could I say?
Of course I went with my heart than my head and I told him I loved him too. From that moment on it was a whirlwind romance.
