My boyfriend Adam has been best friends with my brother since they were in elementary school. There is a 4 year difference between them & myself, so I rarely saw them at school. Growing up, Adam would always come around at random times when Matt and him were hanging out. I have always thought he was "super hot" and i'd make sure to flirt with him whenever he was around. I did this mostly just to piss off my brother. (It worked, by the way). When i was about 17, I was at a party with my brother, his friends, and a few of mine and right before I left to go home, when Adam was telling me goodbye, he randomly kissed me. We never discussed it, although at the time it must have been a huge deal for me. The funniest part of that? I completely forgot about the whole event until after Adam & I had been dating for awhile and he brought it up. PS---He remembers kissing me but has no idea why he did it, nor why he never spoke to me about it. Typical guy, right? So another time, when I was 18, I got a random late night text from him wanting me to "come hang out at his house"---at 3:00 in the morning. Knowing what a booty call is when I see one, I obviously told him I was busy and didn't show. PS---He doesn't remember anything about this, and says he is very glad I never showed up. Again, typical guy.
I went through an insanely bad, unhealthy 3 year relationship from 18-21 (I like to refer to that period as "the dark years"). Finally, when I was smart enough to end things, I moved back home with my parents for a little while & finally in with a couple of old friends. Upon my freedom from The Dark Years...I did what any cooped up, formerly controlled woman would do: I PARTIED MY ASS OFF! I got sloppy drunk, experimented, stayed out too late, called in to work all the time...I basically had myself a good ol miniature breakdown/freakout. In fact--If you are going through a bad breakup (It happens to all of us!)...I would suggest having a mini breakdown. You know, just a couple of months of good, risky, solid fun. I made a lot of mistakes and it brought me to my lowest point; which happened to be right where I found Adam. That is my true example of the wrong choices sometimes leading us to the right places.
When I was 21, My brother called me one day from The Tiki Bar in Minneola and said he wanted to have a few drinks when I got off work, as he was in town from Virginia (He is in the Marine Corp). I wasn't really into going (Probably because I had stayed out the night before and had one too many long Long Islands and was running off 2 hours sleep) but once I heard that Adam was there, I decided I wasn't THAT tired and made an appearance. (45 miles away!)... We got to talking, which led my brother to announce (in one of his drunken moments) that we should date, and he'd totally be cool with it. (If you know my brother, you'd know that he could have only said something like this while intoxicated!)....For whatever reason, I didn't see Adam for a few months after that. My brother & sister in law were trying to hook him up with one of their other friends and I was enjoying the single life. One day a couple months later, I had a friend in town visiting from out of state, and she really needed some relief of the herbal variety....if you know what I mean. So I knew exactly who to call to remedy that situation........Adam! :)
After that night, we started hanging out pretty regularly. But it was always strictly platonic (even though we did a lot of flirting)....In the end, it was a 2 week back & forth conversation on "Should we do this; or shouldnt we?" and eventually we decided to go for it. To make a long story a little bit shorter, we went through hell with my family, my brother (who didnt speak to us for months) & our own demons in order to maintain the successful relationship we have today. And even though we have our moments, I know in my heart & in my gut that this is the man I am going to be with for the rest of my life. .....And it feels good :)
Memory Lane!! :)
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