I met Andy when I was 15 years old. I was at a party I wasn't supposed to be at and it was all because his room mate set up the party so that we could meet. I had met his room mate the weekend before and I didn't like him at all and he didn't like me either. But he went home and told Andy that he had met Andy's future wife (me).
So he and a few mutual friends set up a party so that Andy could meet me the next weekend. I thought he was cute and a total smart alec. We flirted and teased each other and by the end of the night we were "going out." Within a week I knew he was meant for me. I was only 15 and he was 19 but I knew that I would marry him someday.
Well, 3 months later he graduated college and left Missoula. I was still in High School so I had to stay behind. We saw each other twice in the next year and my young heart was broken so I broke it off. He took it well and simply said, "The ball's in your court. If you ever want to get together again, just let me know."
He continued to call and when he had to come to Missoula for his job, he would come and stay at our house. He was already family...I just wasn't ready to admit that yet. So I would disappear until after he had gone to bed and I would avoid him. I was still so in love with him but I was also a young girl who didn't know what she wanted.
Well, about a year after we broke up he came to visit and when it was time for him to go, he kissed me on the forehead and I was so mad! Why didn't he just kiss me and get it over with?! We had this same goodbye several times and it always left me so mad at him and at myself.
One night I was sitting and thinking and I decided that I was through partying and I was ready to settle down. Why was I wasting my life? I called Andy and simply said, "The ball is back in your court." His reply was, "When are you coming to Libby?"
We talked for hours (we're talking $400.00 phone bills!) every night...I don't think either of us got much sleep all week. Then I drove to Libby in the middle of winter, blew all 4 tires on my car, ran it into the ditch 3 times on Bull Lake Highway and limped it the rest of the way there.
He opened the door to his apartment and I kid you not, it was as if we had never spent a day apart. I was so in love with him and it was perfect. About a year and a half later we were married. I could hardly say my vows. I was so overcome with emotion and love for him.
Now here we are on our 11th Anniversary with three beautiful daughters and a very good life. Our love has changed and we are not the hot and heavy teens we once were. But I think it's better. We know each other. We understand each other most of the time. We have put up with each other's crap and we have made up. We have yelled and we have fought. We have cried and we have loved like crazy.
And after all of these years, I know without a doubt that he is my soul mate. He is my best friend. He is my warrior. He is my children's father. He is my compass and I am so very blessed to be his wife. He is everything and without him, I would be lost.
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Midnight Silhouettes by Cathy Cher
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