In Feb 2007 I started talking to a guy on a site called myyearbook.com, it goes by a different name now. One day we decided to talk over phone and I was so irritated because he kept talking to other people so in the end I told him we would talk later. We stopped talking as much until about June when we started talking more and I would give him advice about what girls like and how to break it to them that he did back yard wrestling. By this point we both knew we liked each other but wouldn't admit it to one another and at any point in time one or the other would be trying to talk up someone else. In October the guy I had been with for like 3 months told me he wanted to weigh out his options so I was wide open and so was he but we still didn't say anything. By November he had told me how he felt and we began talking every hour of the day. When we woke up we got on the phone and talked all day. We would stay on the phone until 2 am sometimes only taking small breaks for eating, bathing and using the bathroom. We were already so close without having met in person that we started planning when I would move up. The date was set for after Christmas so that I could have that with my family. My grandmother was against the idea and threatened to take away my phone and computer so that we could not communicate. I called him and he went to buy my ticket right away for an earlier date. The night before I was set to leave my grandmother found out and unpacked all my stuff, she was set to keep guard of me so I wouldn't leave. The next morning I was still a wreck but when my great grandmother called my grandmother got distracted long enough for me to repack and run out the door. When I got to the subway I noticed my wallet had gotten lost in transit! I had almost no money and no ID! When I got to the bus stop they needed my ID before they could give me the ticket so I explained and they said they needed the name of the card holder. This set me on a journey to collect money for the pay phone which I finally got and I called my grandmother for the number and then the guy I was leaving everything behind for. I got my ticket and was off. My grandmother was not mad anymore as long as I was safe. When I got to him I ran and threw my hands around him I never thought I would make it!
By the end of the next year we had a beautiful baby boy but still he said he would never get married and I had always wanted to. We kept going and had problems because we were and still are so different. In April of 2012 we broke up because we knew if we didn't we would just hate each other. Around June 2013 I decided I should try dating and when I was all set to do so something snapped in him and made him realize he could not lose me so he changed his act. He had flowers sent to my job he started telling me I was beautiful, we talked out anything that had been wrong to start with. Here we are now 6 or 7 months later and yes we still argue but all couples do. It seems most of our problems were about each of us growing up and changing ourselves.
Last night we were having a sleep over with our son in the living room. As we lay there watching Rules of Engagement and our son goofed off he put a ring box on my chest. I looked at it and put it on my right hand because I wouldn't have thought it was anything but a present being as he has always been so opposed to the idea but he asked if it was on the right hand and I said I thought it was and then he took it off and put it on my left hand asking me to marry him!
Six years of battling and waiting and tears both good and bad and it happened.
We have always been there for each other even before meeting in person and we have always been able to tell each other everything. Even when we were apart we still did everything together and consulted each other on all big life decisions. There was never any other way, no there person for either of us.
Now we can start a new chapter!