MY side of the story. Part 4, the last.

MY side of the story. Part 4, the last.

Let's just jump right in, shall we?

Those were some of the darkest days of my life. I spent probably a few weeks living in a daze and I don't recall one moment of that time, probably some sort of security reflex.

Once I gathered my wits about me, seeing as how I had no friends or activities to keep my mind busy anymore, I had lots of time to sort through the mess. I found myself being forced to cling the God that stunk of Kenny. So to that end, it was a good thing that I had no friends because I might very well had lost my faith completely at that point if I had had some other option. God seriously was all I had left, or so I felt, so we got to be good buddies.

Eventually I began to reemerge back into society. The first person to run to greet me-- besides my family of course--was yes, you guessed it, Greg. We chit chatted over aim some and so I regained a friend! In our talking over a few weeks I realized how awesome Greg was and yeah, I started falling. Again. I was so scared, you have no idea. I had been away from Kenny for about a month by now and I knew I wasn't ready for another relationship at the moment but I was interested to see where this would go.

Then it happened. The following actually happened over two separate events; however, they are blurred together in my mind. I had told Greg how jealous I was of a girl one of my friends was dating. My friend had gone to her school during lunch on Valentine's and serenaded her. The next weekend Greg brought me to his house and we watched The Notebook and he presented a juxtaposition between our relationship and the one in the Notebook, which I don't recall but I do remember it was very sweet. That was the first time that he did something sweet for me and I wasn't completely repulsed.

Then he drove us out to a country road, pulled off the road and hopped out of the truck. He went around to the passenger side, opened the door, pressed play on the cd player and proceeded to sing "Let Me Love You" by Mario to me by moonlight. (The song is on the play list on the right side bar if you want to hear it.) It was beautiful and so appropriate. When the song was over and I was sufficiently freaking out, he got back into the truck and explained to me that I was the one he wanted to fight for, (He had been reading Wild at Heart by John Eldredge, which is where that idea comes from.) and asked me again to be his girlfriend.

I recall sighing a huge sigh and was about to utter something about my promise to not date, (I believe I left out the part about Kenny that we never "dated" per say; we "courted". Let's not get into the difference.) when a huge sense of peace descended upon me. It was so powerful it literally took my breath away for a few blessed moments. At that time I knew that I was exactly where I was supposed to be, that I had come to the end of a long journey and saying yes to Greg was my home coming. I can't explain it except in those words. There is no where such a peace could have come from except from above. I truly believe that I will experience such peace again only when I get to heaven. I took a moment to question God, making sure I wasn't crazy and then gave Greg a very tentative yes. I don't really recall his reaction. I think he gave me a big hug. Then as we went to pull off the side of the road we realized that we were stuck in the mud from the recent rain. We had our first good laugh as a couple at this and flagged down a helpful stranger with a tow cable to help us out. When Greg dropped me off at my house as I was walking away from his truck he shouted, "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! !" inside his truck and then when I turned around to look at him in shock, he rolled down the window and said something like "You heard that, didn't you?"

A fairy tale ending indeed. I must say that I had little to no confidence that we'd work for probably the first six months. I had just come out of a rocky relationship and I still didn't feel ready for another relationship, but who was I to argue with my Creator? Come to find out later, Greg had decided that this was going to be his last ditch effort at getting me. I still wonder at God's timing in this, but I know He's got a big plan up His sleeve that I will never understand. The more time I spend with Greg though the more I realize that God must have made us for each other because we're just so... I don't know. Right.

Love you, Greg.