(Gotcha! Not a Foo Fighters post.)
This is the story of us...
|Sara & Nick - 1996|
We met in high school, when he started dating my friend Kristina. They broke up, we stayed friends, and eventually started dating. 8 months is a long time in high school. We broke up over some dumb crap that I said. I moved away to college.
Fast forward 7 years, to 2003. I had moved to Georgia. I was visiting my BFF in Ohio, and her sister told me that she ran into Nick at the Post Office, where he said something to the effect of: "If I ever saw Sara again, I'd marry her."
Well. I had to call that guy, right? Lucky for me, his mom still had the same home phone number, and I still remembered it. I called, we talked.
We talked. For hours, every night for six months.
My BFF Julie had a small wedding back home that Valentine's Day. We hung out that weekend. Julie & I went to the mall for hair and nails, and this guy walked with us through the mall, then alone, carrying her veil. Because he told me he would help.
He visited me in April. And May.
It had all the excitement of a brand new relationship, with all the comforts of a long time friend.
I visited him in June. He proposed.
He moved to Georgia in July.
Together we moved back to Ohio in December of 2005. Rented a little house, got a little dog.
|in the lobby of the Riviera, no we didn't get married at a window|
We were married in March of 2006, at the Riviera Hotel & Casino in lovely Las Vegas. And lived happily ever after, so far!
So, I married my high school sweetheart, sort of. But he's always been my hero.