I know myheartbeets is a food/healthy living blog, but I also consider it an online journal of sorts… a way to document my life. I share bits and pieces of my life in my blog posts, writing about myself, my family and my friends. I don’t share everything, but I share enough… and maybe sometimes, too much.
This might be one of those “too much” days… 🙂
Today happens to be my 10 year “dating anniversary.” 10 years ago today, Roby and I started “officially” dating.
“every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite.”
Our story (the “short” version):
Roby and I were friends long before we started dating. We met when we were 16 through mutual friends. I thought he was really handsome and well mannered (yep. those are things I found attractive in high school…). Back then we didn’t have cell phones, so we stayed in touch on instant messenger (anyone remember AIM?). I’d never message him first, instead I’d literally count the minutes until he’d message me, and he always did.
During our high school years, Roby and I became really good friends – seeing each other at events/parties and even talking on the phone every now and then (this was a big deal when we were in high school). We were the only two non-drinkers (for awhile), so whenever we’d get together with friends, the two of us would sit together and tell each other knock-knock jokes (I’m cringing as I type that – ugh, we were such nerds). I liked him a lot but when we got to college, I figured if anything was going to happen – it would have by then. So, I pushed my feelings aside and even tried setting him up with a couple of my girlfriends. He wasn’t interested, so the two of us just kept hanging out with each other. We’d go to UVA events together, hang out at each other’s apartments, get gelato and sometimes we’d even share a cup (eek!).
But neither of us would admit our feelings – at least, not to each other. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, and I don’t think he did either. Finally, during the summer after our second year of college, Roby and I were hanging out with friends watching a movie at my apartment. Everyone left, but Roby stayed behind. We talked late into the night, and then he took my hand, leaned over and kissed my cheek. It was at that moment – after years of wondering – that I finally knew.
A few days (maybe a week?) or so later, we were both visiting our families at home in northern Virginia. Roby asked me out on an official date. We went to a movie theatre and watched “The Break Up” (yep, not the best choice for a first date movie lol). Afterwards, we drove to a scenic spot in Reston. Roby asked if I’d be his girlfriend, then he handed me a handwritten note with lyrics from a George Strait song (one that we both liked and had listened to together while hanging out at a horse racing event in Charlottesville), Check Yes or No, with a box for me to check either yes or no. I checked yes (obviously). And then, we were dating. It was a little after midnight, so officially July 1st. That was exactly 10 years ago.
Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do,
Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes, check yes or no
– George Strait
There are sooo many stories even within that “short” story above that I wish I could share, but I’m pretty sure I’d end up writing a novel.
I know a lot of couples make their love seem perfect on the internet/social media. I feel like I need to apologize if I’m making our love seem that way right now – I don’t want to perpetuate the idea of “couple perfection.” The truth is that like all couples, Roby and I have our share of ups and downs. But today, I’m celebrating the ups. It is our “dating” anniversary, after all 🙂