Today my girlfriend and mother of my future child celebrated four years together, sharing the longest relationship we’ve both had. I vividly remember my first interaction with her and as much as I’d like to front being confident (maybe that’s an understatement, more like cocky or arrogant), I had butterflies in my stomach approaching her. We had apparently been going to the same place for months without me noticing her probably becuase I’m so full of myself. Months before I had just gotten out of my first adult relationship so I wasn’t in a state of mind to meet new people. She, too, didn’t really know who I was up until the day we locked eyes from across the room. The funny thing is that I was with a bunch of trusted friends and they all immediately noticed the interaction and began pushing me to go up and talk with her. The pressure from my friends compounded my nervousness but also put me into a good position where I was pushed to talk to her. I gathered up the man-strength and approached her, began talking, asked her if she wanted to go for a brief drive in the spaceship, and asked for her number. I was leaving on a business trip the next day and was to return about a week later. I knew I had something special and wanted to make sure I could seal the first date in.
When I returned we linked up and I planned a romantic dinner with her, reserving a special seat that overviewed Chicago. It was funny just how opposite our world’s where – months before she had graduated high school and had lived a more ‘regular’ life. I, on the other hand, had dropped out of college years before and had lived a very unique and lavish life – traveling, running large companies, exotic cars and expensive food. I remember the server asked us if we wanted still or sparkling water and she had never of heard that before. I laughed to myself but I knew one thing – I knew that I wanted to share the world with this girl.
Three months into dating I asked her mother if we could go to Fiji together and essentially got a firm, “hell no.” Her mother was wise enough to know that guys like me, full of themselves with fast cars where bad news. She was probably right! We settled on California and had a great time regardless. Let’s say that over the years we have leveled up our destinations and her mother has (unfortunately for her) loosened up to me. I could go on and on about all of the fun times we’ve had, nice dinners, funny stories we’ve shared and more but I would end up writing a book. She’s my companion, she’s my partner in crime, she’s the person I want to share the rest of my life with.
Sometimes I wonder how the hell we where and continue to be attracted to each other. You know how opposites attract? That’s us, completely. I like spicy food, she thinks pepper is too spicy. I like being social, she’d rather spend the evening talking to our dog Tydus (probably because he doesn’t have anything to say back). When she gets angry, I laugh. I want a castle, she wants a 1 story ranch. I like to stay up all night, she’s in bed at 10pm. I don’t get it, but somehow it works. It brings balance to both of our extremely different personalities. We always find a medium ground which ends up calming me down and getting her out. If I had any other girl even remotely like me in my life, I would have been bankrupt years ago and we would have driven each other crazy. I don’t get it, but it somehow works and we are not going to try to fix something that’s not broken.
I wish I could say everything is perfect between us, but we’re human. Just last week someone said that I traumatized her – I guess surviving four years with my drastic ups and downs is like surviving world war three. I’m grateful I have this beautiful woman in my life – she balances me and makes me want to become a better man. Months ago we got the news that she was pregnant and as shocking as the news was, I couldn’t have been happier becuase she is the only woman that I want having my child. I’ve made a lot of poor decisions in my life but I can confidently say that building a relationship with her was one of the best decisions I’ve made. Katherine, you are my everything.