I married my best friend and the love of my life. Cliche’ I know but I never knew a “soul mate” existed until Jim came into my life. We’ve known each other since I was a senior in High School and when I met him initially I never knew that one day we’d be planning on spending the rest of our lives together. He had a girlfriend and I had other interests at the time. Well one of my best friends Joelle was dating one of Jim’s best friends Danny… we started spending more and more time together and eventually we were both single and starting spending time together just the two of us. He was the first boy that I had ever had real feelings for (although as we all know in high school you’re madly in love with EVERY boy right!!! Oh if I could get all the time wasted on stupid boys, I swear!!!!) but when it comes to “real” feelings… it was Jim. We were nearly inseperable the summer of 2000. Spending all the time we weren’t working together and with friends and it was late summer when I got some crappy news that I’d be moving to North Carolina early in the fall. I had the option to stay in New Hampshire and support myself, but at 19 I was in no shape financially to do so. So in October 2000 we packed up and moved to Kannapolis, North Carolina.
When I left New Hamspshire I didn’t know how the distance would play on our new relationship and we didn’t “label” it at the time… but we kept in touch and talked as often as we could. I ended up getting a job at the Gap Outlet in NC and after a while I realized that I wanted to move back to NH. So I did. I transfered to a local store and moved in with my Mom’s best friend. Jim and I picked right back up where we left off and it was by far one of the most amazing summers of my entire life. I feel in love that summer. Real love. For the first time (and really, to be truthful, the only time) in my entire life. Things were going really well with Jim and I but I myself couldn’t seem to get it together and make a life for myeslf up here on my own. I ended up staying with Jim and his amazing family until the end of August 2001 and had to say goodbye to move back to NC with my parents. It was the hardest goodbye of my life and we were both so unsure of our future at that point. We left it as “if it’s meant to be it will be” and went our seperate ways. We kept in touch via phone at first and things were good, we were friends and that was it. Eventually we lost contact and stopped talking completely. I moved on with my life and so did Jim. I knew deep in my heart that I loved him still and always would. What happened over the next few years is kind of a blur. I met a lot of amazing people in North Carolina, and a lot of NOT so amazing people. I made a LOT of mistakes and learned a lot about who I was as a person. Fast forward a few years (and a few broken hearts along the way for each of us) to February of 2004. I came home for a visit to NH and for the Christening of my Godson. I was staying with Joelle and her pregnant self, who never really knew it but was the matchmaker inadvertantly who got us together in the first place, and we headed over to a friends house and we pulled up in front of the house and I saw Jim’s truck. My stomach was doing flip flops and I was freaking out a little. At this point we hadn’t talked in a couple years, nevermind seen each other. So we walked up to the house and Jim said Hi and we went inside. I ended up taking a ride with Jim shortly there after and it was like no time had passed. We spent a VERY large majority of that week together (and I still feel bad for ditching friends and family that week) but it was a week that I didn’t know at the time would change my life forever.
Two nights before I left to go back to NC Jim and I took a ride to a spot up by his house that looks out over all the lights of the surrounding cities. We’d been there many times before. It was FREEZING out but I didn’t care, we sat in the car and started talking about us. Clearly we’d picked off right where we left off and our feelings for each other hadn’t changed. Jim told me that night that he knew I was “the one” and that if I’d be willing he’d like me to move home and for us to give this a real try. I was initially SHOCKED but filled with pure joy as I knew deep down all along that he was my soul mate. I never stopped loving him while I was in North Carolina. Sure there were other guys (just like he had other girls) but I think those situations are what made me the adult I am today. I realized through all the drama and stupid boys and mistakes that I made down there that the only happiness I’d ever really had in a relationship was with Jim. It took me a few months to get myself together and eventually I was ready to move back. My cousin/BFF Ellie and her husband Brian and one of his friends drove down to NC to pack me up and drive back with me. On September 5th 2004 I was back in New Hampshire for good. And I’ve been here since. I stayed with Joelle at first because I wasn’t sure what I was going to do for work or where I was going to live. Joelle was 2 weeks away from delivering her 2nd baby Bryce (who I got to witness being born, but that is an ENTIRE seperate blog, hehe) and needless to say things were a little hectic when I first moved back. I eventually started staying with Jim more and more and more and then moved in with him and the friend he was living with at the time. And from them on the rest is basically history.
We got engaged in March of 2005 and were married on May 20, 2006. It was THE most special day of my entire life thus far and I imagine it will be for the rest of my life. I consider myself incredibly lucky to have found the person in this world that makes me happier than any other person ever has or could. He is the only person whos loved me for the person I am and not what I have to offer them. He is the only person who has loved me for my faults. He is the only person who has loved me unconditionally. He makes me whole. I swear, I’m not auditoning for a Jerry McGuire remake, but in all reality he completes me.
We danced our first dance as husband and wife to “God Bless the Broken Road” by Rascal Flatts. I still get goosebumps every single time I hear that song. The lyrics could not be more applicable to our “story” than any other song on earth.
My road was very broken along the way but the day I realized that Jim was the one standing at the end of that road is the day my life changed for the better forever. It’s been 4 years already which is crazy to me. It goes by so fast. But I can’t look back on a single day of our time together and not remember loving him everyday. I fall in love over and over again everyday and can’t recall a time in my life when I’ve been happier than the time I’ve been with Jim. His family has embraced me and I consider myself incredibly lucky. I miss my Mom and even Bill a lot more than I imagined I would being so far away from them (they are in Florida now) but all the sacrafices and moving away from my family to take a chance at real love have all been worth it. I’ve never regretted any of it a day in my life.
“Every long lost dream, led me to where you are, others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars, pointing me on my way, into your loving arms, this much I know is true, that god blessed the broken road, that let me straight to you”
So that’s our story. To Jim, I love you more and more each day and I can’t wait to get old and senile with you. Happy Anniversary baby, here’s to MANY MANY more! Muah!