before i moved to chicagoland, todd and i talked on the phone a lot. nearly every night. one afternoon, about a year ago, he sent me a text saying it was snowing and that he was going out to dinner with some friends from work. i texted him back saying i hoped he would have fun, and to call or text me when he got home.
i don't remember if i got a response to that text. so i called him about three hours later. and an hour after that. then i texted. half and hour later i called. no response. i checked chicagoland news cites (more than once) to see if any car accidents had been reported. i called again, texted again. no response.
this went on until midnight, when i forced myself to get in bed. but i was so worried, i couldn't sleep. i knew something was wrong. i knew he was stranded in a snowy drift somewhere, wounded, freezing, needing immediate help, and no one would be able to find him until it was too late.
my phone rang sometime after that. i answered to a very sleepy todd, who had fallen asleep soon after getting home and simply forgot to call me (until he woke up, checked the time on his phone, and saw 1,000 missed calls). and i cried. i had been so anxious and stressed, and i was so happy he was okay.
that made me think--if i was that affected by the possibility of losing todd, why would i choose to lose him by not choosing to be with him?
this realization was one of many over the course of our four years of dating, but was one of an 8-month string of "final straws" that began last august. when todd left utah for chicagoland, i barely ate for a week. i sobbed for 2 days straight. everything made me think of him, and everything made me miss him. he came to visit me a few times, and i was over the moon at the chance to do simple things like cook him dinner or go for a walk. i came to visit him for new year's 2009, and i'm not sure i had ever been so happy.
then one day, i just decided to not get on my plane back to utah. a few weeks later, we got engaged. and a few weeks after that, we got married.
so after all that time, stress, indecision, what made me finally know?
if i had my choice, i wanted to have todd with me always. forever.
and now i do.
8 comments:
That's a good story. Reminds me of the emails Kirsten and I shared while she was in Russia. I once asked my Russian Pizza Hut manager what the equivelant number for 911 is in Russia because I thought she was in big trouble. Good thoughts.
That almost made me cry. I am glad I got to be with you through the whole process of indecision because I was that much happier when you finally decided to marry him. What a good post.
I've been wanting to know the story behind how you finally got there. I had a similar experience when I couldn't get in touch with Phil...it makes you realize how you really feel. I'm SOOO glad you guys are happy together. What a good man for being patient and never giving up on you. I hope things are great, miss you!
Riss! I'm glad you shared this. I think a lot of people could relate...such as myself. I remember Bill and I broke up for a week and it was the most dreaded week of my entire life! But during that week we both realized that we didn't want to live without each other. So when we got back together we got engaged! And now Bill is mine forever!
Riss this is a super great post! I am so happy that you are with someone who makes you feel "over-the-moon!" I am also so happy that Todd is the most patient man on the planet and knew he too could never live without you! love you!
I love that story! I'll NEVER forget when I texted you to see if you ended up getting on the airplane and you said no. I didn't believe you until I flight tracked your airplane and saw it was flying and you were still texting. Even though you ditched me here, I am SO happy you did it!
Wow Riss I can't tell you how happy I am that you and Todd are finally together forever. I know how crazy your life was and how hard it was, but wasn't so worth it. Todd is so amazing. We love you guys. Thanks for sharing Riss! Love you
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