My Favorite Love Story: Ours.
Our first date took a month of ground work for me to say yes. Not entirely because I wanted to play "hard to get", mostly because I knew my heart would never be the same. There was something about his confidence, sly smirk, contagious laugh and story eyes that made something inside me "just know". I didn't realize I was drowning until he walked into my life (aka the bar I was working at). It was like I could breathe for the first time in years. I knew I wanted more, but I couldn't let him know that...
Jordan and I met at On The Rocks, a pub I was bartending at, on September 13th 2014. He came in for his friends birthday lunch with a handful of boys. He instantly stood out from the crowd, not because he was donning baggy white jeans, a tropical bird print beach tee, a snapback hat (with the sticker still on) and a confident strut, because when he smiles he smiles with his entire face. His eyes actually glimmer. He came off as the IDGAF type, but his genuine smile and contagious giggle said otherwise. Although he could blind me with his sly smirk, I had to ID him. When I did, I realized he was three years younger than me, and friends with my younger sisters… Insert eye roll. Looks like our fairytale, fell in love at first sight was over before it even began...
A few days later, Jordan came back into the pub, this time, by himself. He walked in and my heart, once again, felt like it was going to leap out of my chest. Being in his presence, even if it was only the second time, was comforting. I honestly feel like we were meant for each other, cut from the same cloth. When he walked in, all the chaos in my world, at that time quite literally it was the fact that food needed to be run and drinks needed to be made, nonetheless, was silenced. He sat up at my bar and we talked for a few hours before he had to go to work. I couldn’t get him out of my head, then he added me on Facebook.
Sunday, October 5th, I was supposed to be studying for a Sociology exam, but I was much happier getting to know Jordan. We talked over messenger all day, from morning until we both fell asleep. For the third time, he asked me on a date, and I am so happy I said yes.
Every day since that first day when he walked into my life, everything makes sense. With him, I am brave enough to take chances, even if I fail he is there to catch me. I am not afraid of being vulnerable because he nurtures my heart, feeds my soul and intoxicates my mind.
The first time he told me he loved me, he meant it, and I knew. The sound of "you" escaping his lips was weighted more than ever before. He really meant "me" - the journey we would embark on, the struggles that come with a relationship and a love that would last a lifetime were all promised in those three words.
The best decision I ever made was the one when I gave him my heart. Three years ago I accepted that my life was going to change forever; within moments of laughing over appetizers my heart leaped out of my chest and into his hands. Without hesitation he held on and continues to handle it with care.
Our love now takes shape in a sly smiling, contagious giggling, dark eyed beautiful little girl and I am forever grateful to him for making me her mom.
I love doing life with you. I look forward to our future, and more than anything, I look forward to being your wife.
Many things have changed in the past three years, but some things never will: the breath of fresh air I feel whenever he walks into a room, the butterflies that flutter when he kisses me, the way only he can make me laugh &, when he tells me he loves me, I know.