Two days shy of the day I marry the love of my life, and I can’t stop thinking about how I fell in love with her. How when she walks into a room, even if there are hundreds of people in there, she is the only one I see. I think about how she is laying in bed, making such a huge sacrifice to make sure that our 2 glorious little boys are kept safe and sound. I remember how from the first time I met her, I gravitated towards her as if our hearts knew something that we weren’t privy to yet. Some big old secret and plan to eventually see us together. This is the story of how our love came to be.
I was in a relationship. As married as you could be in NY at the time. I had been in this relationship, trying to conceive with a women I knew wasn’t for me. My heart always knew it, but my brain tried to make it work, because that’s what you do when you are “married”. My ex-wife and I were invited to a BBQ at Callie’s best friend Jenny’s house. Her best friends girlfriend was my biological brother (from my father’s side) lesbian sister Trudy. We had a few beers, sat in a huge circle on the deck, played some badminton, and had a few burgers and hot dogs. As the night started closing in on us, the fireflies set the mood, and the music had a bunch of drunken lesbians rapping along to B.I.G.’s “Juicy”, we decided to play a game of spade’s. I had already seen Callie’s competitive nature during our not so friendly 2vs2 badminton match, and was surprised to see that no one wanted to play with her OR against her. “She’s CRAZY when it comes to spades!” “She REFUSES to lose!” “I can’t play with her crazy ass!” I, was totally up for the challenge. I am a spades master after all! So we played together, all night, across from each other, high-fiving, laughing, telling jokes, and talking loads of crap. Loads and loads of crap! We won, tons of times, and spent the next three hours in our seats at the table as pair after pair were spanked several times. Spades Masters we were called.
We didn’t see each other for months, probably closer to a year. We barely spoke. I ended up calling my relationship quits, dissolving our domestic partnership, and moving out leaving my 2 fur baby puppies behind. I ended up back home with my parents and attending an outpatient treatment program. I was a wreck. My life was in shambles. I started a rebound pseudo-relationship. It was great while it lasted I suppose. We connected but something was just off, and after all of the hard work that I had put in during those 2 years working on myself, I wasn’t willing to settle. I started hanging out with Trudy (my brothers sister) and hung out with Callie a time or two. She asked if I had 4th of July plans, which I didn’t, and we ended up hanging out that day. Her parents boat neighbor took his boat out and invited Callie, Jenny, Trudy and myself. We spent the whole day talking crap, hanging out, drinking ice cold beer and smoking cigarettes. There was something about her. How easy our conversation was. I loved the way she laughed . She would start with a chuckle, then full belly laugh, but she would cover her mouth and you’d only be able to see her eyes over her ridiculously chubby little Vienna sausage fingers. I actually told her that, and it’s become an ongoing joke. She responded with, ” Just as ridiculous as that Spongebob watch!” ::Swoon:: She could trash talk with the best of them. At one point, I was ready to go swimming, and she wasn’t ready yet. I told her (in a very flirtatious but not trying to be flirtations way) that I’d hold her hand as we jumped in. She hesitated but agreed. At that very moment, I felt something. Holding her hand, I got a shiver down my spine. A flash of a future with her. Electricity. About 2 years later, Callie told me that she had felt “a spark”, and she could tell by my expression at that very moment, that I had felt the same thing. I went home afterwards, even though she had asked me to stay the night with her and the girls. I knew, that was the beginning…
A few weeks later, I went on my annual camping trip with my closest friends. It’s a rule that we are not to use electronics on this trip.Only twice a day it is allowed: 1)while we wait for everyone of us to be up, give or take an hour in the morning and 2) in the early evening when we all went down to the rec center to take our turns for showers, about another hour or so. Callie had remember that I was going, and she sent me a Facebook message wishing me a good time. I didn’t have any reason to check FB considering that all my closest friends were there and I usually steered clear of social networking all together on our trips, but something kept beckoning me to check. I have to admit, after I saw her message, I spent most of the next 4 days formulating an excuse or another to go back to my tent and check my phone. I wanted to talk to her so bad but I didn’t know why. While away, my girlfriend Laura had text me that her parents caught her drunk again and were sending her off to a rehab center in Florida. It was a devastating blow, but there wasn’t much I could do. We tried long distance for about 2 months but that didn’t work out well. Callie said we should hang out, so we did, as soon as I got back. We “non-dated” for a while. She would pick me up after program and we would go down to the dock, where we inevitably fell in love. I knew I loved her about a month in, when we had plans to go fishing and it started pouring rain. She told me we didn’t have to go since the weather was so crappy. I told her fishing in the rain was one of my favorite things. We sat on that dock, for hours, in the pouring rain, holding hands, joking around, and letting fish after fish free upon catching them. We had a blast, and I was officially in love with the woman of my dreams. Outdoorsy, funny, kind, loving, beautiful, a shit talking spades player who was ballsy, always speaks her mind, and never fails to surprise me.
August 21st we had our first kiss, September 5th we went on our first real date to the bowling alley, and September 22, 2010 we made it official. We spend that whole month laying in bed inside the cabin of her parents boat, catching up on Glee while Netflixing, eating PB&J’s at 3am, doing puzzles, playing scrabble, making out and talking until the sun came up. She was everything I could have ever dreamed of. Flashes of us as old ladies on the porch in rocking chairs waiting for our grandchildren, filled my head. She was the one!
Years passed, our relationship flourished and I was ready to take it to the next level. We wanted a big wedding but it was more important to start our family. We made plans to have our babies and the wedding would come later, but first I had to propose! And I did, with an amazing scavenger hunt that fills Callie’s eyes with tears every time she talks about it. It’s been almost a year since that day. In 2 days I get to marry and spend the rest of my life with the most amazing woman I know. She keeps telling me how lucky she is to have me, but I keep reminding her that I am the lucky one. I am the one that has been blessed beyond finding word to express. I am filled with gratitude that God has sent me such an amazing soul to share my life with. In 2 days, all of my dreams will be realized. There are many love stories, but ours is my favorite.