The Story Of Us - Part 1

Love stories are my favorite! Even though ours will always be the best one, in my opinion (might be a little bias), I LOVE hearing others stories too! I feel like in a relationship there is so much history, and sometimes writing it all down really makes you appreciate how far you've come together, I love that! I love telling the story of how Matt and I met, fell in love, and started a family. I feel like I tell it so often, and every time I tell it, I wait for a reaction out of my audience because I just feel like its THAT good! haha! Not bragging - I'm just a little crazy, that's all! 

Another reason I'm writing this is because I love going on other bloggers' websites and really reading into who they are, their families, and just understanding who I'm reading from. I think that's so important!

Part One

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High School

Ugh such a love hate relationship with high school! I think everybody can agree on that. Matt and I originally met through our school's rowing club - shout out to you Coach Lange! But more importantly, shout out to my bestie Angela who totally introduced us. I will never ever forget it. We were 15, and obviously couldn't drive at the time. Angela was BEGGING me for WEEKS to be a coxswain for their boys team with her. Finally I was ready for something new, and honestly rowing was an awesome sport! Coxswains don't do much physically for the boat, but you have to be small and loud, and I thought wow thats basically the best description of me. Like I said, we couldn't drive and I asked Angela how we would get out to the canal for practice after school (it was quite the trek down there). She said her friend Matt was going to take us. Matt was nothing what I imagined. He was about 6'2 and 140 pounds. Tall and skinny! I thought rowers had to be jacked (if you're reading this - Jk babe, you're totally jacked)! So we walk up to what I thought was prob a 'donated for parts and experimenting' type of vehicle for the auto program our school had. Nope. This was his actual vehicle. IT RAN. I could not believe it, but it ran. I think I was terrified for my life, because this truck was just.... I don't even know but I can't help but laugh right now, and want to call it junk so bad but 1) Matt will kill me & 2) It ran (kind of) for like 3-4 more years??????????? Still in shock with that one. Anyways, here is a photo of Matt and I around that time :

 Circa 2010 - Crew Banquet

Circa 2010 - Crew Banquet

 

 

SO RED! Okay, onward here, We were REALLY close friends (literally that's it) for the next well... still really great friends now, to be honest, haha! Our parents used to ask us when we would get married and we would be like UGH GROSS NOT HAPPENING. We had no interest in eachother that way.... until Matt decided to leave for college 1.5 hours away! (how dare he!) I literally realized the. day. he was moving that I MIGHT have a crush on him. But I just let it fizzle out, and never told him, because he was moving, and I didn't want to be THAT girl... also he was 18 and I was 16 so I obviously just thought it was a dumb fling and my feelings would change. And honestly they did, but mostly because I'm pretty sure I just convinced myself it would never happen. Out of sight, out of mind. But that wasn't it.

 

Orlando

A huge chunk of Matt's life thus far was Orlando. He lived there for about 5 years and him and his goofy friends (yes, I'm talking about you Spenser) have INFINITE stories about their adventures there. Honestly, I will never get tired of hearing these stories. I don't know what it is, I feel like Tracy from 'How I Met Your Mother', never getting tired of her husband's stories with his friends. (If you've never seen it before - oops spoiler alert and also wtf go watch it right now!) This is where it gets good! No matter who we were dating, where we were, what we were doing - we alllllways kept in touch. By keeping in touch, I mean every. single. night. at 2 AM like clockwork, when Matt was out drinking with friends, and got a little tipsy, he would call me. It never failed. I have this weird fear where I HAVE to answer my phone, because I'm terrified my friends may need me. So 16/17/18/19 year old me always answered. Everytime he called I still asked - why are you calling me right now?! But we just talked and laughed and laughed and laughed. Nobody can make me laugh like him! Laughter is the key to a happy relationship and I'm so thankful that we laugh to this day, every single day. At this point, his friends knew what was up. If his ex gf is reading this right now I would also like to publicly say that even though everybody (including you) knew something was there between us WE LITERALLY HAD NO IDEA. When we said we were just friends and had no interest in each other, we honestly were not lying! I'm sure she just wanted to text Matt the second we became Facebook official saying "I knew it!" (Oh wait, I think she did?!) haha! 

Out of all of that time all of this was happening, there was only ONE time (when we were both single) that something KIND of happened (but not really?) I went to visit him in Orlando for his birthday right before he started paramedic school. We had so much fun! I got to meet all of his Orlando peeps, and we had a nerd party! Here we are pictured below, young and really dumb. Also, as a sidenote, I'm very happy that we have grown into better looking people, haha!

 Matt & I - Circa 2012 - such an unflattering time.

Matt & I - Circa 2012 - such an unflattering time.

 Matt's best friend Spenser & I - Circa 2012 - also unflattering.

Matt's best friend Spenser & I - Circa 2012 - also unflattering.

So the night went on, and eventually I was really tired and a little tipsy so the original plan was for me to just sleep on the couch - but all of his friends were nowhere near leaving, so I went by myself, and slept in Matt's room. Eventually he snuck in an hour or so later. I pretended to be asleep, because I was a little nervous he might hit on me or something since he had been drinking, and I wasn't sure how I wanted to react yet. So I pretended. But he was a sweet gentleman, and he crawled in the bed giving me plenty of space, and we basically just shared a bed, which wasn't weird, he was one of my best friends! Another sidenote, 'How I Met Your Mother' was on in the background, which idk why it's super relevant to me, but for some reason that show just reminds me of all different stages of our lives. We watched it together as friends, as a couple, and now as a family! Anyways, right before he fell asleep, he rolled over towards me, and gave me the most innocent and sweet kiss on my forehead. I will never ever ever forget this moment. Then I was internally freaking out, not sure if I should say "SURPRISE! I'M ACTUALLY NOT ASLEEEP!" or just keep "sleeping". I kept pretending because well ummmm the other option was a little weird, haha. The next day we drove back home together, he was visiting our hometown and working with his dad the next day. He had to get some papers notarized by my mom for paramedic school, and when he left my house my mom asked me : "Why aren't you marrying him, Amanda?" My response : '"I have absolutely no idea." 

 

 

 

Thanks for reading along! Join me next #tbt for part two!

Xo

-MMM