How We Met

 {This is the story of how we met, from MY perspective}

In my lifetime, I've gone through heartache, illness,  discomfort and mourning. All of which, I sometimes wish I could take back. I believe that when we move on through life, we look back and realize how we could have done things differently. Unfortunately however, we can not go back... and we can not change the ways our lives have already played out.


I've spent hours wondering, why not? And I've discovered that everything we endure has a purpose further down the road. There have been many events throughout my life that lead me to where I am today. Things could have happened very differently... even the smallest things ended up playing a large role in my future. As I am writing this at the moment, I am in Florida. The fascinating part about that is, I was born in Boston, Massachusettes. Somehow, through all of the curves in life, I ended up where I am at the moment and it honestly blows my mind.
It is this way of thinking, that truly brings the story of A and I to life. It shows the beauty of how one single moment, can change your life forever.

The Story

From Boston, to a small town in Florida I rebuilt my life at the age of 8. By time I was in high school, I developed an illness that made me miss 2 years. After a long recovery I started high school (again) and by chance, joined the dance team. A new school was built, and I just so happened to be zoned there. A new school, meant a new start. I was named capatain of the dance team which built up a new confidence I never had before. I ended up having drama class and within a couple weeks, became president of the theatre program.
Every single one of these things, led me to A.

As president of the theatre program at my high school, I was asked to attend the Florida Theatre Conference. The conference is held every year, conviently in my town. I had never gone before, and I thought it would help motivate my new theatre department.
Two hours away, A's school was working on a piece that they would be performing at the conference.
On the second day of the conference, my friends and I thought it would be a good idea to attend some workshops, rather than watch shows. However, one of the workshops we scheduled ourselves for, was cancled. So, we decided to go into the theatre and watch a show instead. (this is one of the small events I was rambling about)
I remember sitting in the back of the theatre after one of the shows were over, trying to figure out what was next on the agenda. A gentleman came up to us, handing out some programs of his school's production that would be performed later on. It was A.
I'm not too sure of the conversation that led us all out into the lobby, but somehow we ended up sticking together. I was as bubbly as ever because of this new "theatre high" I had discovered. I guess it just made me fun to be around. I remember spending the rest of the day with A, along with a few friends of mine, and a few of his.
His school was only there for that one day- to perform. But I guess A didn't want that to be the last time he saw me...
He secretly planned to make the two hour drive on his own the next day to see me. I didn't have a clue that this was happening. I just remember arriving there & feeling a sense of lonliness knowing my new friend wasn't going to be there. It was the spark in him that made the entire day before so wonderful. So, I was sitting in the theatre, waiting for the first show to come on, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was A. I can't even describe to you the feeling in my chest at that moment. I was definitely surprised... and beyond excited! The rest of that day went even better than the previous and I was glowing with pure happiness. I somehow convinced my theatre director to let A drive me home... and he did.
We showed up to my house, and a few moments later, my friends did too. We all ended up playing ridiculous theatre games in my bedroom. (my very PINK bedroom) As the night started to roll in, it was time for A to make the two hour drive home. I walked him outside, and half way up the drive way. I hugged him goodbye and held his hand... and then turned away saying, "until next time."
That was the last time I saw A... for two years.
We had long phone convesations and kept in touch, but we slowly drifted apart. He was finishing his senior year, and I was establishing myself at a new school. After a while, he just became a memory of someone I missed dearly.
Two years after that November, I found A on facebook. It took me a few seconds to catch my breath when I found him... and took another few seconds to gain the strength to send him a friend request. I wasn't sure if was going to remember me... and if he did, I wasn't sure if he'd even want to talk to me. Well, it didn't take long at all for him to add me, and then IM me.
I soon found out that after he graduated, he joined the Navy as a nuclear engineer. Ironically, I ended up moving twenty minutes away from where he lived in Florida... but he was 300 miles away in SC.
We ended up having those long phone conversations like we did in the past. We spoke about the things that we both had been through in the past two years, and all of our accomplishments. A few weeks later, he came down for Thanksgiving and asked me if on a date.
November 27th, 2010 is that day that A asked me to be his... & here I am, a Navy sweetheart... planning my future with him.


It's because of all the events in my life that brought me to where I am today- that led me to A.
I needed to leave Boston to get to Florida. If I would have never have gotten sick, I wouldn't have missed 2 years of school. If I wouldn't have missed years, I wouldn't have had the chance to join the dance team, or even attend the new school that was built. If I hadn't have made captain at the new school, I wouldn't have been brave enough to become president of theatre. And if I wasn't president of theatre, I would have never gone to FTC and I would have never, in this lifetime, had that single chance to meet A.