Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Love...Ten Years in the Making...

This post goes all the way back to my Freshman year of college. I had just turned 18, made some great new friends and started a new chapter in my life. I had always wanted to attend the University of Arkansas, and once I finally got there, I realized that a HOG FAN was the way for me!!

About a month into the school year, a girl friend of mine was at an AGR fraternity party just down the road from my dorm. She called and asked my friend Jenny and I to join her so we decided to go. About 20 minutes later, a guy in a white Dodge pulled up outside of Reid Hall to pick us up. He said that Britney had sent him, and as leery as we were, we decided to jump in and head to the party.

Cody & I, one of our first photos together

That guy, Cody, and I began dating and spent 3 great years with each other. We experienced so much together, travelled together, and it was obvious that we were very happy whenever we were in the other's company. As time went on though, I felt like I was tied down. I was still very young and not ready for the next step. I hadn't experienced as much out of life as I had wanted and therefore, ended the relationship with Cody.

Over the years, Cody and I stayed in touch some. We saw or spoke to each other for a few big moments in our lives, like when I moved back to Little Rock, during the marriage, and when his dad passed away. Amazingly, I've always wondered what he is doing, if he was married, and why I ended our relationship all those years ago.

The answers to all these questions came just 2 months ago. My divorce was final and life seemed to be falling back into place. So one Tuesday night, I sent Cody a message through Facebook to see how he was doing. He replied and that began a long string of emails resulting in him making a trip to Dallas that weekend to see me. We went to all the fun places to see in Dallas...a Rangers game, dinners, Glass Cactus, Sneaky Pete's and we had an amazing time. Sunday though, when it was time for him to leave, I was sad. I didn't want him to leave. I knew, after that weekend, a day wouldn't go by that I wouldn't want him by my side. He is my best friend and my perfect compliment, and I can't imagine a day without him.


Tour of Dallas Cowboys Stadium



Dickson Street in Fayetteville

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