November 16, 2012 was a milestone day. It marked 25 years since the day hubby asked me to be his girlfriend. Call me a giddy little school girl but I still remember the moment and the events that led up to it like it was yesterday!!!
It was my sophomore year and my math teacher, Mr. Matsunaga arranged his seating in alphabetical order by last name. Pila...Padilla. I was stuck next to the football player. Not so smart, he's a junior, I am sophomore and math is my worst subject...do the math. He was never ever prepared, would copy my work off my desk and was always fooling around. A total clown, a star football player. Of course I fell hard.
I was crushing on him forever and somehow it was the Homecoming dance. I was waiting all night for him to ask me to dance and when it was finally the last song of the night he asked me to dance at the exact same time as another guy (that I had been crushing on all of 7th grade). I said yes to him of course and it was all down hill from there.
I have no idea what song it was or what dancing with him for the first time was like but when the song ended and the lights went on he turned around and walked away. Tpyical high school boy....and it gets more typical from there.
The next evening I got a call from a bunch of guys. Hubby and his friends on the phone calling to find out what I thought of him. I played it cool, beat around the bush and hung up. I was sooo nervous for math the next day.
What did I do at school? Well, what any other 15 year old girl would do. I ignored him the best I could. Looked the other way in Math and didn't say a single word. Oh, buy I was dying inside!
It was time for soccer practice and wouldn't you know, my soccer team and his football team shared the same field. CRAZY!!!! It was a rainy practice and I was covered in mud and a mess. When it ended I went to the locker room to get ready to go home. As I left I looked up and there he was standing by the coke machine by the tennis courts. He motioned for me to come over and I shyly did. "Eh, you like go with me?" He asked.
"I guess so," I replied and booked it outta there. Ahhhh...true highschool love!!!
That first year was a typical highschool relationship. Stops and starts. Fights. Proms. Jealousy. Somewhere in that year I drew him a picture of us in the future. You see, I was certain I was going to marry him one day. It would be me, him, a boy, a girl, a house with a swing set and a german sheperd for our pet.
Like most young love we were broken up more than we were together but somehow always found our way back. We tried long distance when he was in college and I in highschool and again when we were both in college in the mainland, he in California, and I in Oregon. But, by my junior year I had had enough and one night I called him on the phone, played Wilson Phillip's, "Release Me" and left him forever.
I escaped to Spain that year to rid myself of him for good and when I got back my best friend called me to tell me he was getting married. I remember that call vividly and can still feel the hallow pain in my heart when she told me. I thought I was over him and had no idea why it hurt so much.
So, I did what any other 21 year old would have done and threw myself into life with wild abandon. His loss, right?! Look at me, I am having way too much fun to get married! And anyway, I can find another guy, stat!!!!
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Fast forward 9 years. My mom and I had lunch at California Pizza Kitchen at Ala Moana and I had too much Diet Pepsi. I am flying home on the highway at 90 miles per hour and she yells at me to pull over and use the bathroom. I have no idea why but I end up at Sport's Authority to use the bathroom. As I am leaving I see him entering. My heart is beating a million beats per minute. I don't know what to do. I call a friend of mine and she tells me to go back inside and find him. I do. It's like time has never left us. I am feeling the same flutter in my tummy that I have always felt around him. I am not sure how long we're talking in the store but I leave with his number and he with mine.
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Everything happens for a reason and sometimes things are meant to be. Somehow I have ended up with my soulmate and love of my life. It is never easy but it is always passionate. He is my missing piece and my partner in life. True love....
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