The Beginning

So today is my one year dating anniversary with my fiance and soul mate for life, Timothy. I've decided that this is a good time to start recording the goings on in my life. I used to be over on Livejournal but I haven'e been writing over there in quite some time. I tried to start up again but it's just not the same anymore. I decided that since it is my one year dating anniversary I would go ahead and let my first blog be about my better half.

We've known each other for probably 10 or so years now. He was my best friends little brother. I never really paid any attention to him growing up. I was a bit of a snob with absolutely no reason to be one. A few years back we both for one reason or another decided that we hated each other. This stemmed mostly from misinformation and not taking any time to get to know one another. Well, in January of 2009 I moved back to Ohio from a small month long stint I had in Houston, Texas and my best friend shortly thereafter had a fight with her man and moved into a place we call Blanchester. By hanging out a lot with said best friend I also started hanging out with her little brother who was no longer little and for some reason not half as bad as I thought. We started talking and texting and iming. All the modern day ways that those my age begin communicating. Well somewhere around 1:00 am on July 1st, 2009 I asked him to date me and he said yes. Now I know all the little rules about girls waiting for the guys and playing hard to get. All I can tell you is that what works for one person or couple doesn't have to work for anybody else. There's someone out there for everyone as far as I'm concerned and when you find them, you don't want to let any time or rules stand between you and being with them.

He came over the next day and I cooked him the first of many meals I would cook him since. Manicotti. Now mind you, within certain circles, specifically my family, my manicotti is infamously amazing. We also watched a movie, Paul Blart Mall Cop, during which I took the oppurtunity to continue my making of the first moves and snuggled up all good and close next to him. Which was apparently a good move since the next day he texted me and said that holding me in his arms was one of the top points in his life. We played a little guitar hero and then parted ways afer making plans for the 4th of July. When that rolled around it was a disaster.

I worked a 12 hour shift and then hurried over to Blanchester, because now Timothy was also moving in over there. I had been feeling sick all day but I was not missing my chance to see him. Well turns out the sick feeling was kidney stones and Timothy ended up having to rush me to the hospital. He was amazing though. Stayed with me the whole night in the ER. When I got discharged he filled my prescription and took me back to the house. I couldnt make it back to my place so I was going to sleep there but a couple hours later I was being rushed back to the hospital because I couldnt keep anything down and was ridiculously dehydrated. He stayed with me until I was put in a room and after making sure I was okay I told him to go home and take a nap. Instead he completely detailed my car and came back with a hairbrush and toothbrush.

I can honestly say that during that stay at the hospital I fell in love with him. I was no where near ready to admit it at the time but looking back, that was it. When I looked into his beautiful blue eyes and all I could see was his concern for me and how much he wanted to take care of me that was it. The first time he kissed me was about my Silver Ford Focus on Blanchester as I was leaving to go back home one night. The first time he said I love you to me was a couple weeks later down by Lake Erie. We were at Tuttle Park in Madison and standing out on a rock. He hugged me and said "I love you Holly." Now it would have been a perfect moment but me and my cautious self who wasn't willing to yet admit was happening said and I quote, "I'm not there yet." I have yet to live that down. I said it a few weeks later at my townhouse in Stow.

After about a month into the relationship we barely even spent a night apart. I remember when school started up and I tried to stay down in Stow for a whole week but I think I only lasted four days before I drove up and flung myself back into his arms. We traded off by spending only one night apart each week. The other weekdays I spent up at Blanchester and the weekends he spent down in Stow. We moved into his parents house together once he decided to leave Blanchester and that is where we are currently are staying. We totally redid that room we are staying in. Laid down carpet, painted the walls, put in a new light fixture, etc. Our first big purchase together was a bed. We were sleeping on a futon but one of the cats decided to make it into a litterbox and there really is no cleaning cat pee out of a futon matress.

I decided I didn't like Kent at all. I skipped class half the time. So I'm going to be going to Lakeland in the fall for Early Childhood Education. I want to be certified by the state. When we finally have kids I want to be able to have an in home daycare so I get to raise my kids. I also transferred to a new store. I was working in the Drug Mart in Hudson but I transferred up to the newest store in Highland Heights where I am currently Head of Cosmetics. Timothy and I work only a street apart now. I love our life together and I can't wait to get married, which will be in the summer of 2012, date to be decided.

In conclusion, all I have to say is that there is no right and wrong way to fall in love. There is no timeline, there is no sequence of events, there is just two souls realizing that they can't live without the other.