October 9th…A look back, and forward.

October 9th has always been a special day to us. Seven years ago today, Wyatt asked me to be his girlfriend on a school bus on the way home from a Worlds of Fun trip. I was fifteen.

It seems crazy that I’m now twenty-two and I woke up next to him this morning. (Actually, I woke up, got up, made breakfast, and then went to wake him up. And he said, ” I’m just finishing.” “Finishing what, honey?, I asked” “Making stuff.” “What?” *pause* *sigh* “Nothing.” He’s so funny when he’s sleep talking.)

Wow, isn’t it amazing how life works out?

The story of that day is actually sort of interesting. Because we had a pretty big fight that day that almost ruined the whole trip. And ruined us before we started.

It all happened when we were getting on the Detonator. It was Wyatt, me, and two of our friends. The guy working the ride sat the two girls together and the two guys together. Then he must have realized his mistake and asked me, “Do you want to sit with your boyfriend?”

(Now, at this point, I should say that he was a young guy, probably a few years older than us. And that it was windy, and that Wyatt wasn’t sitting right by me.)

But my response, and I will always stand by this, is that I said, a little forcefully, and annoyed, hoping Wyatt might hear me, but also just venting my frustration that nothing had happened between us yet, “He’s not my boyfriend…Yet!”

But, as if we were in a movie, Wyatt heard, “He’s not my boyfriend,” and completely shut off his ears in anger.

Needless to say, he was pretty cold for the next few hours. No hand holding, no smiling, no walking by me. Nothing. Ouch.

I, of course, had no idea what was wrong. And being a fifteen-year-old girl with a relationship at stake, I was freaking out a little bit. Until I couldn’t stand it any longer and started begging him to tell me what was wrong.

And after asking him several (ok, a lot more than several) times, we snuck off by ourselves to ride the Ferris Wheel and we finally talked.

He told me his side of the story. I told him mine. And I insisted and insisted.

But he STILL (to this day!) doesn’t believe I said the word “yet.”

Good grief.

Anyway, we managed to make up, and the rest of the day went better. And the rest of our lives.

I still can’t believe we made it through all that high school stuff. Then college stuff, the break up, getting back together…

It’s crazy to me that I found the person I was going to marry before I was even old enough to drive. I mean, who does that? Not very many people. Trust me, I know. People told me that all the time. They still look at me in surprise, (or concern?) when I tell them we were high school sweethearts. I know it doesn’t happen for most people.

It’s certainly going to make it hard if we have a daughter who thinks she’s fallen head over heels in love with a boy when she’s just a young teenager. What am I going to tell her? “Honey, just be careful. It isn’t likely you’re going to stay with him forever.”

Cause then she’ll wine and say, “Mooooom, but you did!”

I can feel the headache and forehead wrinkles coming on now.

(Of course, none of that will matter because Wyatt says we’re having all boys.)

Anyway, I don’t care if we’re not “supposed” to care about this day anymore now that we have a “real” anniversary to celebrate in July.

It’s always been special to us, and I think it always will be. Actually, October in general is special, (more on that around the 29th!) so we’re going to celebrate.

So, here’s to looking back and counting our blessings. And here’s to looking forward and dreaming about the future together.

It doesn’t seem like so long ago…

Day number one. Seven years ago.

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17 thoughts on “October 9th…A look back, and forward.

  1. Donita

    I will always be thankful for that day too. You have made my Son a very happy person! I am so glad he found someone to “Complete” him. And I am also glad you still celebrate this day. 7 Down and many, many more to go…..

  2. I’m so glad you posted this! It has been a busy weekend and I almost forgot today’s date, and I had really wanted to wish you a happy 7-year / 3-month anniversary! I think it is cool that you will be able to celebrate your marriage anniversary in July, but then exactly three months later you can celebrate your “total time together” anniversary, too. So, next year it will be 1 year in July, but 8 years in October! You shouldn’t “not care” about the date that was so important for you two for almost 7 years just because now you have ANOTHER special date as well. … It’s crazy and amazing how many years you guys stayed together before finally being able to get married. I’m so proud and happy to have a friend who has proved everyone wrong who ever said “oh, you never end up with the first person you fall in love with.” Like you said, I’m sure when you have that teenage daughter it will be tough to convince her to take it slow and not get too caught up at first since your relationship turned out so perfect, but I’m so glad that you (and I) were both blessed to find the men meant for us the first time.

    Happy Anniversaries!

    • Thanks! What a sweet reply! And yes, I’m excited for your upcoming wedding/anniversary as well (0f course, but for this reason as well! What a great way for you to celebrate!

  3. Just happened to stumble upon your blog and it is so cute! I wanted to tell you that my parents knew each other since the 5th grade. They didn’t start dating until high school, but they’ve been together since they were 15, too! When they were 21 they got married and gave birth to me shortly afterwards. When I was a teenager, I did like to think that my boyfriend was “the one” and be just like my parents. But I slowly started to understand that it doesn’t happen like that for many people (and in my case, I am very glad I didn’t marry my high school boyfriend!). I am 26 now and met my husband my senior year of college. One thing is for sure, your relationship will serve as a great model for your teenaged children to follow!

    • Thanks! I’ll be sure to tell them your story, so they don’t think I’m just being “unfair” and “misunderstanding them!”
      Thanks for reading and commenting!

  4. This was a really sweet story. I’m glad that things worked out so well for you. ^^

  5. I agree ^^^^ This story is SO sweet. Adorable.

  6. I found your blog few days ago and just landed on this page. Boy can I relate. I was sixteen and my wife was fifteen when we started dating. I waited until I got my drivers license to ask her out. We survived high school barely, college o.k. then came the big break up. A year passed then back together for good this time. I often get those same looks of surprise or concern when people find out, but what can I say? I was just lucky I guess.

  7. Heather G

    Hi Melissa!

    I found your blog through the Top 10 Marriage Blogs 2011 contest (for which my good friend is nominated for Project M). I started poking around in your posts, and was quickly amazed at how much we have in common!

    My husband and I are newlyweds as well (7 months Dec 3rd), we’ve been dating since ages 17 & 18 (we’re 27 and 28 now, so it’s been 10 years), I’m an underemployed English major, our relationship was long distance many times before our marriage, and lots of other similarities. I run for exercise and read for pleasure. I, too, have wondered how the heck I’m going to deal with future teenage children of ours who will fall in love and use our marriage as evidence that high school sweethearts do end up married. My husband loves video games and I am getting used to him playing them during what used to be “quality time” and is now “everyday time”.

    And my husband and I are still getting used to sharing a bed – six months in! Lots of rolling around, as you described. Lots to hilarious sleep talk – one night my husband sat bolt upright in bed and asked, very earnestly, “how many ounces in a shot (of alcohol)??” “What?” said I. “How many ounces in a shot???” he repeated, more insistently. “Two”, I bluffed. “Oh, ok” he said, and laid back down and went right back to (non-conversational) sleep.

    Anyway, just wanted to let you know that there’s another too-small-apartment dwelling, laundry-folding, cold-feet-on-husband’s-legs warming, employment-seeking newlywed wife out there who enjoys your writing quite a bit.

    Thanks for sharing your experiences so candidly!

    • Wow! We are very similar! I’m so glad you stopped by! It’s good to know there’s someone dealing with the things we’re dealing with, and who is committed to making their marriage work despite the sleeping troubles, video games, and messy small apartments! Glad to “meet” you!

  8. I met the man I’ll marry before I was old enough to drive to. And I can relate to people looking at you like you have two heads when you say that you’re going to/are marrying/married your high school sweetheart. Glad I’m not the only one who “did that” :). Sweet story. Reminds me of my own. I love reading your blog, it gives me a hint of what I’m in store for! We share similar lives, and from your description of Wyatt, sounds like similar fiances/husbands. I feel like if I lived in Missouri we would be friends. 🙂

    • Thanks for the great comment! I’m glad you enjoy reading and find the posts relevant! And I’ll bet we could be friends. Good thing we can be blog buds at least. Welcome!

  9. Cassidy D

    I agree, October is very special! When I was fifteen my boyfriend and I started dating on the 22nd. We’re getting married soon and I absolutely can’t wait!

    • How great! Congratulations! And best wishes as you start this new season on life! Thanks for stopping by to leave a comment!

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