A Breif History

Welcome!

   As you may have seen I have another blog, but I have not written in quite some time. This is because I had only created a blog for a class I was attending at community college two years ago. However, I feel the need for an outlet to talk about my new journey in life. This seems like a fitting and worthy place for what I want to do. So let's get started with some back story:

   My boyfriend and I met as seniors in high school. We were in the same math class and had some mutual friends, although I had not seen him outside of school. The first thing that made me notice Anthony was the way he said the word "negative". He put a bizarre emphasis on the T in negative. To this day I would like to thank my math teacher, Mr. Murphy, for moving Anthony's seat to behind me. That is when it all started. We talked during class and you could tell there was something happening. Unlike me, I made the first move and got Anthony's number from a mutual friend and texted him. Things were moving along. A school play was right around the corner so this was a perfect opportunity to spend some time together outside of the classroom. Anthony bought tickets for us and I met him there with another friend. We sat together to watch the show and enjoyed it. My friend who I had come with wanted to leave right after it was over, but I had some friends in the cast I wanted to congratulate first. Then it hit me: Anthony can drive! He can take me home. He didn't mind staying a few extra minutes for me. He had a beautiful 1967 Ford Racing-Blue Ranger. I raved about it and he was very surprised that I liked it so much. We pulled up to my house after a short drive. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I thanked him for the ride and was trying to find the handle to open the door when he said, "Wait." So I waited for a moment and he shook it off with a mumble. Again I reached for the handle and he said, "Wait." Then it happened. I remember the feeling of his lips meeting mine, the most wonderful sensation. It didn't even matter that his lips were chapped. The day was March 12, 2009.

   Conveniently, senior trip was right around the corner in the same month of March, so we had the chance to let things bloom on a vacation to Disney World, Florida. We spent everyday together except for one day. Another person I would like to thank is our friend Brett. On the way to our daily morning breakfast, while walking hand-in-hand, Brett ran into us. He said, "Oh I didn't know you two were going out!" Neither did we. It wasn't official yet. In an attempt to avoid being awkward Anthony and I went along with it. Brett then asked, "How long have you been together?" We practically froze. Anthony quickly jumped in with, "Oh, a couple weeks." Phew, the encounter with Brett was handled well as he moved along. So then we were official, much to both of our surprise. The year to come would be filled with ups and downs as our senior year came to a close and our college lives began. Many trials and tribulations tested our ability to maintain a healthy relationship. From the betrayal of friends, to keeping secrets, to finding out his ex-girlfriend lives across the street from me. All typical young adult drama would fill our first year. It was in October of 2009 that we reached a breaking point. That month we spent separated. By the end of the month we were officially single by Facebook status. The day after the split was official I got a phone call from Anthony. He wanted to see me. "So soon?" I thought. I would let him come to find out why. He explained to me that he did not want to be separated and missed me. That kiss he gave me that night was the best in my life, it was magical.

     Since that day we have been doing considerably well. Trust me, there were still many bumps in the road, but easier ones, and they began to diminish over time. Things just seemed to improve as time marched on. We started going on each others' family vacations and discovering things about each other that we truly appreciated. A real relationship was growing. Our love for each other is honest. Our support for each other is endless. I could write a whole 'nother blog about his wonderful qualities and our relationship itself. All I want to get across is that, even at our young ages of 21 and 22, we have one of the best relationships I have ever seen. I'm not just saying this because its my relationship, but because it truly is a great one. We are beyond our years in maturity, which allows us to see the world differently. Others have noticed and commented likewise. 
    
    On another note, I still live with my parents and Anthony has a small house with his brother only 20 minutes away. He used to live in the converted attic of his grandpop's house up until the winter of 2011, which was only 10 minutes away. That is were we hung out the most.

    Now, I would like to invite you to watch my life's new journey unfold: Being a Navy Girlfriend.