A Long and Happy Life

This summer has been nothing but crazy! Work has me bogged down, moving to a new town and getting ready for the ultimate adventure; university. Not to mention that T is back. I'm sure if you follow my Instagram you would already figured that out. I figured we could take this time to catch up on what you've all missed out on. So how are you? How's summer treatin' ya'?

At the end of May my old city apartment was full of boxes and a one way ticket out of town. I was ready to take on the next chapter of my life in Conway; single, ambitious and a little anxious. I had to work the weekend of Mother's Day so I didn't have a chance to go visit my mom, but I was also not expecting to wake up to "Hey Stranger?" My guards were high and my blood was boiling and my responses wasn't exactly inviting. What my mom was not expecting on Mother's day was a call at 8 in the morning with me freaking out and admitting that I was still in love with the guy on the other end of that text. I was also a little dumb founded in that realization.

It took a good week for me to realize that this is in fact the right thing to do. Take him back. I now realize that it was the best thing I could have ever done. We have both grown as people, relationally and mentally. I am not here to speak for him, but I do believe that he would agree with all of this. The one thing we both lacked the first time around was communication. Whoever said communication is key was no liar. We are still working on this, but I feel that we are doing a fantastic job at it thus far!

Meredith and I are finally getting settled in to our new home. I am still driving an hour in to work every day which is bound to change soon we all hope. This past week I celebrated my 23rd birthday with a couple of my close friends, family and T, of course! It was nice and laid back which I have very much so learned to love. In less than a month I will step foot back on a college campus and every bit of me is excited about this!

I guess the moral of this story is that its okay to give things in life a second chance. They may come back to bite you, or they may be the best thing that has ever happed. Either way trust your own gut. Don't let others try to steer you away from what you feel is right for you. It may surprise you in the end.

Until next time,

Stephanie

Raining on Sunday

As today is our 6 month anniversary, I find it only fitting that we continue on with "T" blogs! T is not the romantic in anyway. He's your A-typical country boy who is nothing less than a big sweetheart. (Of course I'm biased) We have by this point known each other for a solid month and things were moving quite quickly. We were seeing each other every time we had a spare moment and talked non stop. After spending the weekend in my home town for my 22nd birthday, I wanted nothing but to be back in town with him. Yes, it was a fun weekend with some amazing friends, but there was a missing piece in my perfect picture.

We had already planned that instead of me going home I would just go on up to his house and spend my actual birthday together. After a 3 hour drive and a pit stop to visit my dad it seemed like an eternity before I actually got there. I finally made it and was greeted in the driveway with his contagious smile and glass shattering eyes. "Happy birthday, Stephie Lynn." I would never like this nickname if it came from anyone else, but everything he says has me wrapped around his finger.

He helps me with my bags and it was extremely obvious that he couldn't stop looking at me. I'm generally the awkward one that points out actions as strange as this, but with him I really didn't mind it. As we finish up dinner we head out to the back porch with drinks in tow. As we sit under the tiki torches in the hot July air conversation of old high school days, music and vacations strike up. As we listen to artist such as the Backstreet Boys and Jimmy Buffet and giggle like little kids the rain starts up.

T had previously bragged about his hard work on homemade porch which is pretty impressive. He left out the fact that it was a tin roof! Oh my! Every girls dream! As he grabs my hand as we began to dance I realized that there was a strong possibility that I love this country boy. Not because he was different, but because he actually cared about me in the most amazing way.

Before we retired for the night we stand in the kitchen drenched in rain laughing about what we had just done. As he leaned in for the kiss I stood in awe of this person. He is obviously not my first love, but he sure was becoming my favorite. I realize how picturesque this all seems to you guys, but I can guarantee that there are hard moments, but the best way is not to harp on them and be supportive to your good moments and of the times that you spend together.

{Happy 6 months, T! I Love You!}

-Stephanie