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Our Love Story

With February and Valentines around the corner, I figured it would be appropriate to share our beginning.

We are not your typical love story.

We did not meet in school or at work, or even through a mutual friend. Believe it or not, we lived across the street from each other for years without really knowing each other.

When I was about ten years old, we moved neighborhoods, and in the house catty-corner to ours lived a couple with two children, a teenage girl, and a boy roughly my age. Surprisingly enough as the years went on I met the daughter, she was nice enough and would see the boy every so often as I left the house or him mowing the lawn. We had different friend circles, so I never got to know them. If you asked me who they were, they were “Maria and Marcelo’s” children.

Fast forward to me being 19 years old. There was a knock on the door, and there was Maria and her son. I didn’t even recognize him how much he had changed. He had entered the military and had just gotten out of boot camp and basic training and had come home for the first time in a year, so she was parading him around. I kid you not! She was taking him to all the neighbors she knew to show him off!

I say hello, hope you are doing well and thank you for your service, get in my car and left.

Even as I write this, I roll my eyes. I was so self-centered and worried about myself and the fact I was going shopping with my girlfriends that I left him with his mother in my parent’s house.

I still remember getting to the mall and telling my friends how he had changed. He wasn’t that tall skinny kid with long curly hair anymore. He had bulked up and looked different with a haircut. But he was leaving the next day back to his squadron for work, so I would probably never see him again.

A couple of days later I hear the door knock again, and my dad gets the door. I am upstairs in the loft watching tv, and I hear his mothers voice. “Georgie called and asked me to get Michelle’s number that he’d like to talk to her, so I wanted to ask you.” I don’t know if there was more to her comment or not. To say I was mouthy was an understatement. I quickly stood and looked down into the foyer where they were standing and said very smugly with the attitude only a nineteen-year-old could perfect, “Shouldn’t you be asking me for my number and if I want to give it?”

After a few more comments and quips, I gave her my number to pass on to her son. It was

2008, and we started dating shortly after.

We’ve been together ever since.

We got engaged in 2010, married in 2012, had a wedding and our honeymoon in 2014, and our first child in 2016. Apparently, we do something every two years, who knows maybe we’ll get pregnant or have another child in 2018!

It wasn’t your typical love story, but it sure is my favorite one!

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Cheers!