On this day, one year ago, this man became a part of my world. I will never have the right set of words to accurately portray the love I have for this wonderful being.
Hooray for sappy feels, big grins and young love.
I have been blessed with a man who loves adventure. Fortunately, he's asked me to co-pilot for said escapades. And let me tell y'all something. I am one happy gal. (I also started saying y'all after being around my southern boy- who says it constantly). I am grateful for every second and every instinctively effortless smile. This guy. Oh my. An outgoing, kind-hearted, laid back person who will start a friendly conversation with a mere stranger standing behind him in line. A man who can easily be the life of the party but will always stand back and let me and my big mouth shine before anything. I haven't opened a single door for myself since meeting this person. I laugh so hard, tears hug my cheeks and my abs burn like mad. I can easily be as silly, as goofy and (sometimes) as grumpy as I want. And I am loved for it all. He has held me when I've cried, been my backbone and biggest supporter of anything and everything I take on in this life.
Art grew up in South Jersey. I did too. However, he and I never crossed paths. We went to different schools, several towns apart from one another and never had a circle of friends or events that brought us together. I had never even heard his name. When he graduated high school, he moved to Florida and lived there until last August. In those 6 years, he attended college at Jacksonville University, worked a full time job, and established many relationships with tons of people in the south. I truly believe that he became who he is today during his time down there. Last August, he moved back to New Jersey. With no real plan, no set job, and no idea of what would happen when he got here, he still went with his gut, left his home, and returned to the garden state. He knew in his heart it was the right decision for him at the time. So, he packed up his Jeep, floor to ceiling and drove up.
It was about a month and a half later, that my good friend, Rachael sent me a text message, "Hey. My cousin just moved here from Florida. I want you to meet him. I think you would really like him."
I wasn't thrilled about the idea, as I had been having a hard time in the dating world and was almost ready for a break from it all.
But heck with it, I went for it.
Come to find out later on, both Art and I were a little anti-relationship at the time. We had both been through very similar heartbreaks in the past and we were both a bit skeptical about meeting someone new. The fear of rejection and another heartache was a worry for us both. But for some reason, we put our thoughts aside and took the opportunity.
So this all brings me to October 8th, 2015. My doorbell rang. A tall, handsome man was standing on my front porch. He greeted me with a friendly hug and a dimpled smile. He took me out on a date. And no ordinary date. This was a fun, silly, laugh our butts off together kind of date. We went to a haunted Halloween attraction. There were 5 different walk through houses and a hayride. We were there for hours and we had a blast. One of the haunted houses was complete darkness. And I mean COMPLETE darkness. You could not see your own hand in front of your face, so you had to feel your way through. It wasn't long before I completely walked into a wall and really kind of hurt myself. Ha.
When we got out of there, he gave me a kiss to make it all better.
I was immediately smitten.
I've spent 365 days falling in love with you. I am so grateful that the stars and numbers aligned for me to meet you on that night. The universe knew you were mine, I was yours and it was our time to collide. Happy one year anniversary to my soulmate. I am crazy for you. I love you.
I can just taste the next sixty years of my life.
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