When I was in high school, I didn't date much. I was the girl in my friend group that was too picky and was always single (you can ask my friends). I always embraced being independent.
College has been a time where I have also stayed single, too picky still. I was so accustomed to waking up, making the list of calls to my loved ones and family members on my way to class, going to the gym, coming home, doing homework, catching up with my friends, going to bed. I wasn't texting anyone constantly throughout the day, or providing them with details.
I was just used to being on my own. I was fine and happy with that.
I had been hurt in the past by your typical players and was naive enough to fall for the paradigmatic games. Every heartbreak was a new experience and a lesson to be learned. I would slowly find my way back to the woman both God and I both knew I was.
After awhile, you slowly start to see a change within yourself.
Through age, you slowly begin to become stronger. You slowly start to move past the immature relationships, and you decide that you are done putting up with less than you deserve. You begin to care less and less if someone doesn't like you for you, well then God bless them, but I am moving on with my life.
I just didn't understand why my prince charming hadn't come yet. Why was I always meeting the wrong guys? I've always been patient, but my patience was slowly starting to run thin. I'm finally ready to meet someone, where are they?
My best friend last year, at the end of our Junior year, was always telling me, "We need to find you a boy." I would always just laugh and tell her I was happy to see her so in love with a great guy. It was that moment before summer rolled around, that it was the first time in my life where I felt as though if I met the right guy, I would be ready to date. I would actually want to depend on someone for once, if they were the right person.
My mom always told me God was saving me for someone. I believed her, but I just didn't understand where and when this would happen.
This summer, unexpectedly, all in God's timing, I met him. The one who changed it all for me.
After our first date, I knew I was in trouble. I anxiously called my best friends the next day telling them all about it, babbling on how I figured this would just be the same type of guy I had always met.
Girls, you know the "stereotype." Attractive. Tan. Dark eyes. Dark hair. Athletic. A surfer. WAIT, he surfs?
After the first night, it grew into days, weeks, and then a few months. It sounds cliche, I know, but I am being honest here. He was the first guy to ever prove me wrong. His love for the Lord gave me chills, and the love for his family made my heart smile.
Who meets and clicks right away after a few weeks? The chemistry was remarkable. We were drawn to one another.
Our society does not view love today, the way it used to back in the day.
Instead of calling to talk, we text.
Instead of fighting for the one you love, we give up so easily.
Instead of verbal communication, we use social media.
Instead of putting one another first, we are selfish and want it our way.
All of the past disappointments didn't matter anymore after I found him. I'm only twenty-two, but love like this doesn't happen every day.
When I was happy with life, and living each day solo, I loved it.
My last summer in college completely changed and was flipped around. All of the negative outlooks I had about love in today's society and my past experiences were all washed away. There was a man that changed it all for me.
I finally found a man who would rather talk on the phone or in person rather than send me a text. A man who doesn't let me open up doors or car doors. A man who made my faith stronger. A man who made me believe there are still old souls out there. A man who put me first. A man who made me believe that true love still exists in our society.
He was placed in my life on God's time.
Just when we think we are not getting what we deserve, or when we deserve it, God gives us something better and on his timing.
We never know what the future holds, only the Lord above does. All that I know, is that I am forever grateful for the man that changed it all for me this summer.
To him, thank you for making me believe in old love again.
