PART FOUR: OUR SECOND BEGINNING

this is where my faith blossomed. i wasn't giving up. i knew we would be together again. and if that meant i needed to learn patience and wait for him, then that was what i had to do.

this was our second beginning.

we were back at the start again. just like those four years before, when i forced my temper tantrum prone self to play it cool and wait for that undeniably perfect senior boy to become my boyfriend, i needed to do the same once again.

so, i spent time waiting, learning who i was. this was my opportunity to grow--what i intended to do all along. become the person i was meant to be for andy, for us.

andy and adam in '07. best friends since elementary school.

during this time of waiting, andy and i remained without communication. he was in a steady long-term relationship. but i felt so strongly in my heart that we would be together again. it was part of the plan. god placed him in my life for a reason and i knew it wasn't just for that first time around, it was for forever. i would marry him, despite what anyone else believed. we were destined to be together.

my first year of college ended and it was finally summer. i came back home ready to enjoy this new outlook i had and process of growing i was experiencing. trusting that when it was meant to be it would be--we would find our way back to each other.

my sister, ashley and i. sunkissed and very blonde at the beach in '08 a few weeks before our second beginning.

just like i had done most of that summer, i headed to vito's house, my sister's boyfriend, after work one late july night for what i anticipated would be a typical gathering of our usual group of friends (which coincidentally happened to include adam, andy's best friend i mentioned in part one). but on my way, i got a phone call from my mom who was just leaving vito's house, giving me a heads up that someone would be there i probably wouldn't expect to see. andy. 

i can still remember the rush i felt before walking into the house. butterflies in my stomach. my heart about to explode. wondering whether he would notice me or talk to me. what would we say? would it be weird?

we had seen each other a few times that summer but not in an intimate setting like this. most of the time it was during moments like driving by one another in our cars, at the grocery store or a brief run-in when with mutual friends. and i promise you, i still had those rush of emotions each time i saw his curl headed self, even if it was for a second.

but this time felt like it would be different. and i was right.


...the story continues with PART FIVE: ...HAPPILY EVER AFTER

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