Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Real Life Romance: Part Two

If you are new to the Real Life Romance series, click here to read Part One.

We Meet Again

Over the next couple years, we saw each other a few times at camps, youth rallies and other church related events. When it was time to begin high school, my parents agreed to let me go to "GL" in grade 9 (remember, GL is the church run residential school that I mentioned in Part One?). My other siblings had not been allowed to go until grade 10 but I was dying to get out of my town, away from my grade school friends and be surrounded by my Christian friends (ahem, particularly "one" friend of the male variety) who I knew from camp.

I knew the Fabulous Dude wouldn't be enrolling until grade 10 but we were still friends throughout grade 9 when we saw each other at events or when I visited his hometown with his cousin (who was one of my closest friends) on the weekends.

In grade 10, he came to GL and started dating one of my best friends almost immediately. That was okay, I was in a too-serious relationship already and the instant love I had felt for him when I was 8 years old was at bay. Over the next three years, we were the best of friends and the worst of enemies.

We would be best friends one day and then go weeks without speaking to each other until one of us needed the other, we'd cave in and have a huge heart to heart and then we'd start the cycle again. I did a lot of his homework for him, he encouraged me to get out of a not so healthy relationship, I made pies for him, he drove me to McDonald's, we had mutual friends, we had a vast array of inside jokes, we both dated other people and life went on.

Here are a few pictures of us from high school...

It was not until the summer between grade 11 and 12 that anything truly monumental happened. At this point, the fabulous dude was now spending his entire summers at the camp we met at, working as a counselor and lifeguard and I was living at home during the summers working various part time jobs. In the middle of my grade 11 year my mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer. Over the course of that summer, she was in the midst of chemotherapy and radiation. In late August, after not speaking to the fabulous dude since school finished in June, I got a call from him. I cried with him on the phone as he told me that his mother, too, had been diagnosed with breast cancer.

So we started that school year (our final year) as good friends. We had this common experience to share that none of our other friends could really relate to. We both knew what it felt like to watch your mom go through something so horrible. We were there for each other through that. Praise the Lord, we were also able to celebrate as both of our mother's finished their treatment cancer free. Close to the beginning of the year, I had a weekend long birthday party at my house (remember, we're at boarding school). A bunch of my friends came home with me but he couldn't come because it was the weekend of his mom's surgery. We decided he would come to my place for a visit the next weekend. Over the course of the weekend, I thought there were some sparks. He did a ballet dance to "Beauty and the Beast" wearing my Mom's slippers. I thought surely that was a sign.

However, when we got back to school it seemed as though nothing had happened. Just like in the other years of high school, we went through cycles of being best friends and worst enemies. He was struggling with some other personal issues and was very moody at times. He was in a slump. That year, I lived with my two best friends at one of their houses rather than in the dorm. I remember spending hours at home in the evenings with them talking, crying and praying for him because the FD we were seeing was not the FD that we knew.

As the year progressed, I continued to hurt for him and miss my friend. Eventually, he seemed to get out of his slump. He was back to his normal, funny, annoying self as the end of our high school days drew closer.

To be continued...

The Real Life Romance series is being linked up at MM&Ms at Musings of a Future Pastor's Wife

18 comments:

Brittany Ann said...

Can't wait for more, and this is just a reminder that I need to write mine!

New England Girl said...

I am loving this RLR series! It's so neat to find out how you two met, came together and eventually would up as a couple. Love the HS photos, too ;)

Lucky in Love said...

I am loving this :)

Sassenachs in Scotland said...

ahh man I remember those days like it was yesterday. It's so fun to see pics from highschool... makes me miss you guys even more though!

Annie said...

So cute, great HS pics ;)

Jessica said...

I love the pictures. Can't wait to read more!

Jill said...

this is quite possibly the cutest thing ever! keep 'em coming!

b is for brown said...

i love this idea and love your story! you two are the cutest ever!

recipe:
http://bisforbrown.blogspot.com/2009/07/dinner-for-2-for-week.html

Jackie said...

Awww...I love "how we met" stories. Each is so unique!

Rona's Home Page said...

How sweet!

Taryn said...

Oh my- I am so sorry about your mothers. What a scary thing to go through. I am so happy for you that they are both ok!

And I can't wait for more! Your high school photos are priceless. You look exactly the same. (From what I can tell in pictures. = ) )

TRICIA @boutellefamilyzoo said...

I am loving this series, Lucy. It's so sweet. You need to make sure you save all of this, because if and when you have kids someday it will be the perfect story to hand down (when they grow up). ;)
I'll be waiting for more.
*Tricia

Becky said...

SO fun!! Thanks for sharing...maybe I'll get mine out there too!!!

Snow White said...

wow, my friend, what a journey!

and, as an aside, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer during my 11th grade year too -- she's doing great now too. Praise the Lord!

Tereasa said...

Lu, I feel like crying as I look back on that year. I will never forget the day I got the phone call from FD's Mom. I was actually in FD's bedroom (in our house). I also remember FD's struggles that year. I was so mad about it sometimes. I had a hard time being nice to the other person involved. I actually broke down in tears one night and begged God to let FD be okay. It all turned out better than okay, didn't it? I was so happy in the end.

You know, I could add my own chapter to this series...

"Rachel" said...

What a heartfelt post. I am sorry to hear that your mothers had cancer but rejoicing to hear that they are cancer-free!

I love all the pics - you guys are adorable!!!

Can't wait for part 3! :)

Brooke said...

i have to say i'm jealous of people who grew up with their love...even if, as in your case, it wasn't love a first site.

(also i'm glad that both of your moms did well with treatment)

Lauren said...

I LOVE ALL THE PHOTOS!!! Too cute!:)