I first met Chris when I was barely eighteen.. I had gone to a dance club (which is now a church), go figure … Anyway, I was with my friends and having an okay time. Everyone was dancing but me. I heard one of my favorite songs come on and I saw this guy who I thought was soo cute. We danced with a group of people so we were not really dancing together. Until later. He asked me to slow dance and I said “Sure.” Unbeknown to me, we would end up forever friends over the years.
We spent the entire night talking and getting acquainted and then it was time to say goodbye, or so I thought. I did not know this guy from Sam and I wanted to continue the “date.” My mom came and picked me up but I wanted Chris to take me home. There was something about him that made me trust him. He helped me into his Ford Bronco and I felt butterflies in my stomach. He was a complete gentleman. He took me to McDonald’s and then home.
Well. I ended up taking his school jacket with me and telling him I had a great time and said, “Call me sometime.” He did. The very next day and everyday after that. I fell head over heels for him and we spent all of our time together whenever it was possible. He became my best friend over the years. We shared holidays together and took trips together. He was there for me when I graduated high school and then we became engaged a few months into our dating stage. We never got married. I was crushed when he said he just wanted to be friends. I cried for weeks. We hardly talked and then I told him that I was getting married. He tried to talk me out of it and said he loved me.
I got married anyway to someone else. He came to my wedding and looked so sad. I had hurt him so badly. I was not married for very long. I was unhappy and missed Chris. I saw him and realized I wanted to be with him. He met someone else and I got a divorce. I met someone else while I was married and had a fling. After I got my divorce I called Chris and cried until I was hyperventilating. “Calm down and everything will be okay.” Was what I heard thru my tears.
Later down the road I found out I was pregnant and I was only twenty-three. I went to see Chris and stayed with him for a little while to sort things out. I introduced him to who I thought was my best friend. Wrong. They hooked up and I was once again crushed. They did not last long. Chris has always been there for me no matter what and I am truly blessed to have such a friend. He has housed me and my boys when we were in need of a safe harbor. He has saved my life on more than one occasion. We don’t talk as much anymore.
Life gets in the way and we have both taken different paths. He is a bachelor and I am engaged to a wonderful man who is also my best friend and guardian angel. I am very much in love with my fiancée. I can’t thank Chris enough for teaching me to be myself and not to try so hard. He also taught me that constructive criticism is okay. I wish he would find someone who would love him the way he deserves. Words cannot express my gratitude and thanks for teaching me the lessons of life.