Occasion: Jo and Bubuh’s 5 Year Anniversary
Date Established: December 17, 2003
Date to be Celebrated: December 17, 2008
On December 6, 2003, my girl Pegz came over with this guy who said he wanted to meet me. I didn’t think anything of it. He was just going to be another guy, right? Wrong. Pretty soon, we started hanging out and began to like each other a lot. We moved pretty fast also. He asked me to be his girlfriend on December 17, 2003 and he moved in 6 months later. No honeymoon phase here, people. After a few months of scandal, a couple years of stressful living under the same roof, then having some time out on our own, we decided that “we” would be “it.”
Our relationship started out pretty rough: lots of he-said-she-said and screaming and rumors and “third parties.” We were young and very immature. Many people didn’t want us to be together, but for some reason, we were hard-headed fools in love. He drove me crazy. I’m pretty sure I pushed his buttons. He made my blood boil whenever he’d ignore my calls or be late to a date or better yet, just straight up flake on me for no good reason. He is probably the only man in this world who has made me want to take a frying pan and knock him out with it…but here we are.
I met him when I was 19 and he was 21 going onto 22. We had met during the holiday season where there was that “magic” and romance in the air. C’mon, who doesn’t want to fall in love during the holidays? His birthday is on December 31, and this is our 5th anniversary, Christmas, birthday, and New Year together. Today, I am 24 and he is 26 going onto 27. We had grown up the most in the last year.
Our turning point was January of 2008. I had started a new job that was intense and aggressive and really pushed me to work hard. He had became part of a program and workplace where he grew into stronger person, mentally and physically, and had an opportunity to help others. All this happened within a week. I started my job on January 11 and he started on January 17. Even though things seemed to be progressing in a positive direction, we still had a lot of healing and forgiving to do, and that is what we did this year.
2008 was a whirlwind of a year. It was like everything we had done, all the time we had spent together, all the times we spent with each other’s families and all the laughter we had laughed in 2008 had been more than we had done in the four years prior. The first four years were trying and stressful. We could have given up at anytime, but something happened in 2008. When we looked each other in the eyes, it felt like we were doing it for the first time. We find ourselves embracing each other more, holding hands more, and whispering into each other’s ears more. I still want to suffocate him with a pillow when he snores, but still. Something sparked in 2008 and it ignited something that I don’t want to burn out.
This year, we both found our paths in life and have seen how our dreams have integrated into one goal: to be together for many more years. We both have our faults in this relationship, but looking back on the last few years and seeing the BS, the stress, and tension makes me only appreciate the love we have for each other now. We always say to each other, “we went through the worst, it can only get better now,” and so far, it’s coming true. We really cannot imagine ourselves being with other people and we tell each other that everyday. Literally - I kid you now - we say that to each other everyday. We remind each other every chance we get how much we appreciate each other - I know sickening. =P
So after this long-winded rambling, I just want to say:
Happy anniversary, Bub. I love you!