Romeo and Pretty Princess: Our Love Story

Pretty Princess:

I can’t remember the day Romeo and I met, but I do remember him kind of always being there. We both attended the same church from about first or second grade. I have few memories of our interaction in our small child years, but one I do recall left me with a little bitterness for this little Romeo at the time. We were around 7 or 8 and I was praying for the children’s offering that was being taken. I said something to do with the “monies” and after I got done praying Romeo decides to say “Monies?” and did a little scoff at my (to his knowledge) lack of grammatical knowledge. I decided then that this was a boy not worth my time.

Fast forward 8 years or so and we began our high school years. By this time it became apparent to me that this tall blonde guy was starting to get seriously attractive. I still told myself that it wasn’t an option to be with him because although he was handsome as could be, we just wouldn’t work due to our totally opposite views of dating and lack of maturity.

                  My freshman year, Romeo’s sophomore year, we went to a Christian youth conference and started actually getting along! We flirted like silly high schoolers often do. I have this distinct memory of being in the cafeteria at the conference and walking by Romeo and giving him a goofy, smitten smile. He smiled right back, equally as silly. That same summer my parents decided that the Lord was calling them to move to South Carolina. You can imagine how sad I was. I was just getting used to high school and really looking forward to getting to know Romeo.

                  The day we left for South Carolina, Romeo handed me a letter, telling me not to open it until I was on the plane. I obeyed and opened it on the flight. In the note he told me he had “fallen for me.” I remember just crying on that plane ride after reading it, knowing I felt the same way and now I was moving over a thousand miles away. My heart ached! After we got settled into our SC life, Romeo and I continued, “talking.” Throughout the three years I lived there, our connection fizzled out a little with the distance. Romeo started dating another girl and I continued waiting for Mr. Right. Toward the end of my senior year we started “talking” once again. This time it was serious and purposeful. I made it clear that if we were to start a relationship the intent would be for it to end in marriage. He was completely on the same page.

                   So here we are now. I’ve moved back home and we’re enjoying the dating phase and looking forward to all that lies ahead! It all makes me so giddy!

 

To follow the format set earlier, here are a few things that drive me bonkers about Romeo:

He makes me nuts when he says something and I didn’t understand what he said, so I ask “what?” And he replies with “huh?” And then, even more confused I ask once again “what?” And he giggly replies one more time “huh?!” Uggg! He does this just to be silly and it makes me crazy! It drives me up the wall when I come to Romeo’s house and there seems to be at least a week’s worth of dishes beside his bed. My slightly OCD nature screams out! Despite these things and a few more little things, the good always outweighs the bad. I am looking forward to spending a lifetime with him!

 

A last random note:

I have this distinct memory of sitting in church a row or two behind Romeo when I was about 10 or so, and I was praying. I remember telling God that I think Romeo just might be the man he has for me to marry and pondered at how God would form that relationship. God is good!

 

Romeo:

Like pretty princess said, I can’t remember the first time we actually met.  All I can remember of that time is that I was more interested in Grammy and Pop.  I definitely remember a time when we (the youth group) were going to Christian Olympics and Pretty Princess was especially moody and mean to me that day; I turned to my mother and asked, “Why is she so moody?” Not sure what to say and being a mom of three boys she said, “She’s a girl, they can be like that sometimes.”  So on to the good part, when Pretty Princess and I started “talking” again.

 

I was attending a University in Oklahoma, and I was “head over heels” falling for this beautiful girl.  I was amazed at how we could and can talk.  I always used to ask her, generally Friday nights and Sunday nights, “what are you doing tonight?” and she responded with, “Oh, nothing.” (All the while I’m extremely excited because she used to chose to talk to me for 2 hours while I drove all the way back to Stillwater.) She kept me optimistic and encouraged while I was going through a pretty tough time alone down in Oklahoma, and for that I am extremely grateful. 

 

Another one of my finest memories and a time that I think we absolutely knew this was going to work was when I surprised her at her graduation party.  Her friend was kind enough to throw her an amazing party for her graduation, and for some reason I was “busy” and couldn’t come up from Oklahoma.  Pretty Princess was devastated because one, she wanted to see me, and two, I should be there for her party.  But somehow I fibbed her and I suddenly showed up in the entryway of the house, and that gorgeous smile and squinty eyes came over and met me at the door and gave me a big hug that might have made other people uncomfortable.  (We didn’t mind) Also, during that party, I can remember several times when she was making her rounds talking to her guests and we had the classic, catch each other’s glances across the room, and would just smile ear to ear.    

 

A few things that drive Romeo crazy about that Pretty Princess we all love:

She’s quite stubborn, and like most “babies of the family” can’t admit she could possibly be doing something wrong.

She can absolutely not have anything dirty, not be planned out, or be surprised.  And that last part, for Romeo trying to be romantic can be quite difficult when she doesn’t like surprises. 

 

Nowadays:

I’m completely taken by her when we haven’t talked in hours and we can try to call each other and we get each other’s voicemails with no ring.  We called to talk at the same exact time! Creepy? Maybe a little.  And there are points in experiencing life together that we both have “freakdar.” What I mean by that is that when someone around us is rather “eccentric”, I’ve said, “I know babe, I know” before she can get a word out. We immediately burst into laughter.

We’re both extremely excited about the future and are continually striving to put our trust in God to mold our relationship how he wants it.