This past week Zach & I celebrated our 2 year anniversary. Can you believe it? Two years! We met over Columbus Day weekend two years ago, and today (Columbus Day 2013 when I'm writing this) he sent me a link to the first blog post I ever hinted about him. It's this post if you're interested. While writing this, I went back into some of my older posts - if you want to really realize how much you grow over time you should keep a blog. For real, some real tear jerkers in there guys.
We've been through a lot together & its weird, because I still remember the butterflies I had meeting up with him again for a second date on Columbus Day 2011. (I still remember what I wore, too) I still remember wanting so bad to hold his hand but refraining because I didn't know if I should. I still remember telling Katie 'he's not going to call me,' then him calling me and me saying 'he's not going to call me again'. I liked him so much, he just made so much sense to me. It was a crazy emotional roller coaster of insecurity for me (I don't know if I even ever told him this!) because at the end of the date, I thought he'd never talk to me again - mainly because it was too good to be true that he wanted to hang out with me! It was a huge back & forth of should I text him, will he text me, should I call him, etc. (I still have some of the first message he left me on my phone, I'm so weird)
It wasn't weird if there was a lull in the conversation, thinking back on it, it's just crazy how we hit it off with our really hitting it off - if you know what I mean. It wasn't like sparks instantly flew it was sort of like meeting an old friend & settling back into a rhythm. I remember the day he asked me to go steady, I remember the day I told him I loved him. I remember the day he left to move to Michigan, I remember the day after he left when I was beside myself thinking I couldn't be with out him. I remember sucking it up & making it til August. You can read my One Year Since Graduation post which includes a lot of tear jerking things for me involving life & life with this dude!
Fun fact, we moved in together after only 10 months of dating. Not only did we move in together but I felt confident enough to move nearly 800 miles away from my family. Looking back on it, I was really unprepared. In fact, rewind a little more & you wouldn't have caught me even thinking about a future together. (Read this post) Whenever he mentioned it, I got incredibly scared. The future meant uncertainty & if I couldn't be certain I didn't want any part of it. I don't really know what clicked for me but one day I realized that this was too good to try to control - so I just let it grow. When the time came & he said he was leaving, there was no question - I was going with him. When we moved in together we definitely didn't know each other as well as we do now - like, really, at all. Hell, thinking back on it now, I'm pretty sure we didn't even know what we were doing period - at least I didn't. It is so weird how much you can grow with someone. I guess I'd say I really didn't know what I was getting into (I don't think Zach did either) but that wasn't a bad thing. I'm actually very glad that things have worked out the way they have, honestly I wouldn't have it any other way. I think we've learned a lot about each other, I think the main thing is that we're in this together & that's it.
We've been through a lot but we've always been there for each other. Let me tell you something, a relationship is hard. It's not always butterflies & unicorns, sometimes it's work, but it's definitely worth it. I was trying to tell him the other day that with him I can now see why it never worked with anyone else. No one else was worth it. It was always ok that things ended - I mean it was hard, but it just wasn't right being together. It wasn't worth it on either end to work it out. With Zach, when things get hard, we get through it because it's worth more to get through it. I couldn't imagine this guy not in my life.
It's been crazy living for over a year with someone who isn't a roommate but your significant other. For the most part with a roommate you're just living together - it's not too serious, but with your significant other you're creating a life. So even the little things can be important to both of you. It's been weird having to compromise where I've never needed to before. It's weird sharing nearly everything, knowing each other's bad habits, etc. I swear, sometimes I think that if the worst thing he does is leave the sponge in the kitchen sink thats not too bad. It's like even if something frustrates me I'm glad it's something of his frustrating me than anyone else. Does that make sense? I don't know - all those cliche sayings about love are true. And if you don't see it, you're not doing it right.
I am one for quotes, so I'll go ahead & leave you with this one:
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
And something else I found fascinating:
According to Greek mythology humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs, & a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.
I'm pretty sure I've found mine.