Tuesday, Dec. 30, 2003
THE STORY OF US...
If reviewers were to give me points on updates, I would probably receive a zero, I don’t enjoy giving daily updates on what I do every day, its not interesting to me, I am sure it wont be interesting to you either. But I guess today I wanted to tell you a little story about how I met the person who changed my life, the person who keeps me sane, the person who introduced me to happiness, although there is always some pain. Let me tell you the story about how I met my husband Rafa; let me tell you THE STORY OF US.
I met him on March 22, 2002, that random guy who worked on the maintenance of our air conditioning units at work. One of the most serious guys I had met, I knew instantly that I wanted to see him smile, so I did my best at it and there it was, something that I didn’t realize till much later, but what a beautiful smile he has.
At that time I was in one of those horrible relationships that just don’t seem to end, the kind where even though you have broken up for GOD knows long, you just cant seem to break the habit of being together. A relationship that lasts 8 years is hard to break and the habit you form is even harder. That relationship with J was killing me, to the point where I didn’t date anybody else. To the point where I lost myself and hated the person I became. I didn’t break that off completely until May 2002, at which point, I really had no interest in dating anybody. Men were unwanted, a relationship not needed, I had found the independence I needed and longed for all the time.
Through out this time Rafa came to the office once a month to give maintenance to the AC and that was the only time I saw him. The only thing I knew about him was his age, that he lived an hour away from where I did and that he always made me feel beautiful. He made sure he learned my name the second time he came to the office and always made sure he told me how beautiful the thought I was. Other than that, I could sense that he held something back, he never asked for my phone number and I never made an effort to see if he was interested. By this time it’s already July and by September, my boss wasn’t interested in the service of the company he worked for. I thought for sure I wouldn’t see him again. To my surprise he continued to come at least once a month to visit and see how I was doing. This went on until January 2003.
Just after the New Year came in, he came to visit one day and suggested we do something outside of our work places, go out, see each other, and my response to that was, “well you know where I work, if you want to do something, come and let me know”, I didn’t give him my number, didn’t do anything. Somehow, the tie I had with my ex-boyfriend just wouldn’t let me live my life the way I wanted to, I mean, he was always around and even though we were friends, I just couldn’t date anybody else, in a way I still felt it was a betrayal. I wont go into details of how it happened (someday I will write an entry about this), but on January 19, 2003, J died. And my heart just broke, not for the boyfriend, but for the friend, the son, the uncle and the father he would never become.
On February 17, Rafa came by the office again and just said, “Let me ask you a question, why don’t you have a boyfriend? And so I told him a little about why… and what he said to me was this: “ I know what you are going through”, it turns out that at the age of 21 he got his girlfriend of 7 years pregnant, and though he did not want to get married he did what he felt was right and married her. In January 2002, his then wife gave birth to their daughter, four days later the baby died. In April 2002, his wife became very ill and the doctors could find no cure, she passed away in May of 2002, when he told me all of this, I was just in shock, the only thing running through my mind was “How is it that people as young as us have already lived though a lifetime of pain?”
After hearing his experience, I gave him my number; I knew someone who had gone through all of this could help me. From then on, our relationship has been a whirlwind. After only three months of dating and seeing each other EVERY DAY, we became engaged, and after only 7 months of dating we were married. Some people like to call us crazy, some see it as I do, GOD has a plan, and people appear and things happen when they are supposed to. And even the really bad things have a point in life. You see, J’s family no longer speak to me, they feel I have begun a relationship to soon after there sons death, what they don’t see is that I have FINALLY FOUND MY SOULMATE. There is just no time limit to these things, they just happen.
In this relationship, I have had so many great things happen, and I have suffered too, we have been through a lot and the pain that J caused in my life is still present and that is not a good thing to carry along when you try to believe in yourself and in the fact that you can make someone else happy, little by little I am trying and I know I will succeed, I have faith that I have found GODS gift to me, my destiny, my other half, the part of me that was missing… I found Rafa, my soul mate, my hero, my everything. The Story of us is ever lasting and still has much to grow, I promise to update it from time to time.
Becky
r-y-r at 2:53 PM
