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| Dave, Cristal, Kyara, Hunter & DJ. |
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| Grandma Kathy :-) |
I was adopted. Let me get that out right now, you'll hear me talk about it a LOT later on. I've always wondered about them, who they are and where I came from - and I found that out right before the start of this school year, in August via Myspace. My adoptive parents had shown me a set of pictures, but that's all the information I had about them, the pictures and a name, Stacie Hall. I received a voicemail one night from her mom, my grandma, Terry, and BAM! Next thing you know, I was introduced to my older sister, Amber and my younger brother, Matthew. Then, Stacie gave me a phone number to reach my dad at and that was when I began to pick up the broken pieces of my heart and my life... when I met Dave, my dad and his family: My two younger brothers, Hunter and DJ and my younger sister, Kyara as well as his wife, Cristal. Dave and I almost instantly connected and within days had a pretty open relationship that was growing stronger by the seconds!! I couldn't have been happier, he loved me and I loved him... so, so, so, much... =) He told me about my grandma, Kathy and several of my aunts: Jodi, Sherri, etc... who I am still in touch with. I truly am thankful for them. My dad and I, although unfortunate, have lost contact - maybe one day we will be able to pick up where we left off... but only time will tell. I think about him every minute, of every day, and I love him with all of my heart as I always will. On my 18th birthday I have made the definite decision to get a tattoo of his name, the day we met and a saying of my choice... Fino Alla Morte Fare Parte Di Noi... Till Death Do Us Apart. :-)
The sound of his name rolling off my lips was as sweet as the dew on morning's grass. I am not one to fall quickly into and out of love as many teenagers so often do. I've had my fair share of relationships, both strong and weak, tragic and true... but none could compare to that which I found on one late evening in January. He came to me when I needed him most and in an unthinkable way! I've never fallen so hard or fast as I fell for him... for Josh. I was going through a very tough time in my life when I met him. He saved me from going down one of the darkest roads I could have chosen to travel. He took me openly into his arms and showed me such feelings that I have never before experienced: love, compassion, determination. We spoke for several weeks before he asked me to become one with him, as his girlfriend, and I eagerly said yes on the night of February 4th, 2010. The night that forever changed my life. December 12th, 2010, he asked me to be his wife. Yes, we were both very young, but very much in love and had already begun forming plans for our future together. I might add that both him and I are extremely mature for our ages and due to circumstances have been forced to grow up very quickly. Quite honestly, I knew I was going to marry him since our first, heartstopping kiss. I knew he would be my husband one day. I just knew it. You might call me a crazy, infatuated teenager but that would be a lie. I'm not crazy or infatuated - I just know what I want out of life and I know he is the one I want to spend it with... So why wait... On Friday, it will have been one whole year since February 4th, 2010, One year we've been together, and nearly two months that we have been engaged. Damn. That's a long time when you think about it. Yet every time our lips meet... butterflies still soar within my stomach and every time his fingers caress my hair... I still feel my heart beat faster than ever before. I love him and I am whole to him. He is mine and I am his. :-)