Friday, December 26, 2008

The Girl and The Boy

5 years ago today I was flying to Charleston to see This Boy. This Boy whom I knew was in love with me. This Boy whom I was scared to love. But my plane landed. And I saw him. And those fears began to dissolve. He cooked me dinner. And I cried. Because I knew I loved him and that it would not be an easy road. But he led me upstairs so I could cry in private. But he told me not to. Because he loved me. And it was then that I began to realize that all the best things in life are hard. That's what makes them worth it. But I couldn't tell him yet. Not then. But I let him, the Boy, love me, the Girl, all week. When it was time to let him go, I couldn't. And that was when I knew that this Boy had chosen me. So I chose him back. And the Girl and the Boy lived happily ever after. It's as simple as that.

5 comments:

Seana said...

upstairs??? hello - too much information!!! ha ha

Liz and Brian said...

He led you upstairs...and 9 months later little baby Joseph Aristotle Onassis the Third was born....bushy tail and all:) Love ya guys!

PS...I had a Hot Pocket in memory of you today for lunch:)

Laura and Corey said...

How dare you both make my innocent, precious and sweet story into something not so innocent?

Seana said...

Hey - If I do the math - Joey was conceived before March 8th!!! ha -gotcha! The 'led you upstairs' makes for an interesting story...the plot thickens...

Michelle- A look at our lovely life said...

It was touching and innocent. It makes me sick-- not the love story part-- the you are such a good writer part. It's not right that you have a masters in nursing but write like it was in English. You know other people get educated so they can write like that and then they can't. Oh, and I like the capitalization choices on Boy and Girl-- very stylish.

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