run away with me? our story.

I feel that it's time I share a little bit about my relationship with Jonathan, since he is the most important person in my life, you should know some more about him! And we have a pretty incredible story, with many ups and downs and backs and forths, so I'll try to keep it to the basics and not ramble on and on about it.

I walked into a Subway shop one night because I was craving a tasty sandwhich. Little did I know that there would be such a handsome mysterious guy working all by himself. He made my sandwich and I proceded to eat it in the dining room, after leaving him a $5 tip in the tip jar. As I was walking towards the exit I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around to see that this boy has chased me through Walmart, to ask what I'm doing that night. I had to go home (since I was still in high school at the time, with a boyfriend waiting for me at home!)

Talk about making an impression. The next day I raced to that shop immediately after school, hoping my mysterious admirer would be working. He wasn't. Not wanting to appear rude I maintained my composure and ordered a sandwich as any normal person might. Until the manager working asked if I had been in there the night before, because Jonathan had mentioned a girl like me. My heart skips a beat. I leave a note with my phone number on it with his boss to pass along to him.

Well here's where the story gets interesting! Halfway back to my place of employment, I am running through giddy thoughts in my head, and it hits me. I just wrote down my boyfriends phone number. Yes, I did. In a frenzy I race to work and call the Subway in question and ask the girl, polititely, if she could throw that note away for me. I didn't learn until later that Jonathan had already been told about the note, and was on his way to the store just to get it. I feel so bad for that disappointment.

Over several weeks we did get in touch with each other. I left my boyfriend of 3 and a half years and started spending nearly every day and night with Jonathan. The first year and a half of our relationship was rough and rocky, filled with mistakes and regrets (mainly on my part). Although it had its great times too. I had so much growing up left to do.

We seperated (I ran away) after a year and a half. I spent the next year "finding myself" as they say. Which essentially means wasting time and making bad decisions. I dated several other guys while we were apart (nothing too serious, just enough to scar myself a little more). Jonathan had a rough year as well. There were several months when we didn't speak, and I desperately craved his affection, even in the form of friendship.  My therapist couldn't understand why his friendship meant so much to me. I guess it's becaues I knew I loved him, needed him. We started talking and becoming friends again in the fall and (despite more rough times) eventually discussed getting back together.

Finally, on New Years Eve, we officially became a couple again. We just celebrated our 2 year anniversary. The last two years have been a roller coaster, although a significantly better ride than the first time around. We have both grown up a lot over the years, and are learning more about each other everyday. We are the picture of soulmates. We often joke that Jonathan has ESP because he can always read my mind. We still have our ups and downs, and we always will, as do all couples. But we know that we can make it through them.

We have so many plans for our lives together, and it's exciting to know that life holds so many adventures for us to experience. We live together at our home on the mountain, which we are hoping to transform into a farm, slowly but surely. I know I could have made that a little bit shorter, but I left out enough details as it is.

I love you, Jonathan Taylor.

You are my soulmate, my other half, and my best friend.

Thank you for holding me together.