Part 2

So we left off fast forwarding to 1994. Two years had passed. We both had moved on. I had had 2, what I would call, serious boyfriends since then. Not super long term either of them but impacting none-the-less. I had let go completely of my future husband because I was sure he had let go of me. It was heart breaking at first but I bounced back rather quickly. Life was short I thought and I figured it was his loss... :) That's how I moved on with my ego in tact. Also in this 2 years I had become best friends with my future sister in law.

Anyway so now it's the summer of 94 and I have just graduated high school. I am seeing a guy who my parents had just allowed me to because he was a bit older than I but the road got rocky right off the bat. So around my birthday in July me and this old flame got into a little tiff. "Coincidentally" (maybe, maybe not I'm still not sure) my future hubby calls me and asks me out on a date. I say sure. I'm not overly excited. I'm actually kind of prideful and thinking I'm hot stuff having 2 guys at my door. But I really think nothing will come of it. I had truly gotten over him and seriously nearly forgotten about a lot that had happened 2 years past (mostly the emotions of it all).

So I tell my boyfriend that I'm going to go out on a date with someone and I'm sure nothing will come of it and I'll see him later. I needed time to simmer down anyways because I was kind of mad at him.

And that was the last I time I saw him.

That second first date was like picking up emotionally where I had left off. I was instantly in love all over again. I didn't call the other guy back but he did call me a couple weeks later and we officially ended it.

My future hubby (fh) and I continued to date. Two months later he gave me a promise ring, we got pictures together, and he wrote me some sweet love notes. He would come to my house in the middle of the night (he worked nights for his dad and his twin brother would cover for him) and leave flowers and notes on my pickup for me to find on my way to work. One time he even came to my window and knocked on it.

September came and he and my dad moved me into my dorm at OSU. He was headed back to Clackamas Community College where he was in his 3rd year. We started our long distance relationship 2 months into our relationship.

Coming next... trouble in paradise.