My husband, Adam

Adam and I met in middle school, he was in the 8th grade, I was in the 7th. At the time we weren't very close friends but we lived in the same neighborhood and we have younger siblings the same age that have been friends. In high school we started hanging out. We had drama and journalism together. In drama we partnered up to do some skits together and after that became good friends and we started eating lunch together with a group of other people (and we were so cool...we sat in front of the library!) Adam graduated in 1998 and I in 1999 and we remained friends after high school, we went out to the clubs together and even became roommates for a short time in 2000. Through all this we both had crushes on each other but thought the other one didn't feel the same. Adam moved to Orlando in late 2000 to go to UCF and I continued school here in Gainesville. Over the next 6 years we sort of fell out of touch, both going on with our own lives. We saw each other a few times over the years, but only briefly. I thought about hims some, wondered what he was up to and hoping he was okay. It had been about 2 years since we had last seen or spoken to one another. It was December of 2006, I was sitting on my couch, watching t.v. and all of a sudden I had a really strong urge to call him. It was very bizarre; I hadn't seen or spoken to him in about 2 years and now I have this crazy feeling like I HAVE to call him. I called the last cell phone number of his that I had and it was the wrong number so I sat there almost in a panic. Then, I remembered that he had written his parent's number in my yearbook back in '98. I found it and called...luckily his mom remembered me and gave me his cell phone number (thank you Irene). I called. After that we started talking and getting to know each other again. Adam was living in Fort Myers hanging out, working, etc. A couple weeks later he decided to come up here to Gainesville to visit his parents and me. During that trip we quickly realized that this was our time (actually for me, the second night we went out I knew I was in love with him). Only problem, he lived 4 hours away. For the next 3 months he came up almost every weekend to see me, we kept growing closer and in March he moved up here...April 16th he asked me to marry him...May 8th we were married and October 15th We found out I was pregnant. Most of you may be wondering why I put this on my blog. I just wanted to put this story out there because until this happened to me I never believed in fate and I had decided that real love was crap and not really out there. Adam is my soul mate (yes extremely cheesy, but very true) he gets me like nobody else. When we are together I am nothing but happy and content. People who know both of us and have since high school would probably agree with me when I say Adam is not the person I ever thought that I would end up with, but I can't imagine what my life would be like without him. He is the most loving, caring, funny, patient, incredible human being and husband and I am thankful everyday for whatever crazy force made me have such a strong need to talk to him again back in 2006. I love him with all my heart and am so excited that I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend.