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Thursday. December 26th Chicago O’Hare

This is a Story about how I met my Soulmate.

Growing up I always needed everyone’s approval…. I needed that validation for my ego. I got picked on and bullied as a young kid. Too fat, too many freckles, stupid laugh, buck teeth, you name it…. I was too white for the Mexicans, too Mexican for the white kids… I never felt like I fit in, with anyone, even family at times. So I tried to fit in everywhere I went, I tried to impress and 1-Up everybody. I had to win, always. I had to become the best. So no one would have anything to talk about. I needed everyone to approve of me and I had no idea why…. I was doing things I didn’t like, working jobs I didn’t enjoy, to buy things I didn’t even really want, to impress people I didn’t even care about….

And then, December 26th 2013, at 8 something AM on a Thursday, I’m at Chicago O'Hare airport…. walking from one end of the airport to the other so I can grab a bite to eat while I wait 3 hours for my flight to Maryland…. and I cross paths with a walking goddess…. she’s coming from the opposite end, and should be ending up at the gate I just got out of, Heading back to Omaha From Ohio… I kid you not this was some out of the movies stuff…

I originally met her my freshman year of highscool. She would always come up and eat lunch in the art room during my art class. I used to just drool over her as a freshman, (I was such a dork, had ZERO swagger of any sort) and she was this GORGEOUS girl, but she was a Junior and an amazing artist; coupled with this massive attitude. The only time I ever got the courage to go up and attempt to ask her out. She was drawing a sketch for her figure-drawing class… and I come up and go “hey what are you drawing?” Trying to flirt, and failing. she doesn’t even look up at me, she just says “What does it look like?” And I shut down so fast and walked away…. that was 2009

So now, December 2013, I’m tall, (I used to be 5'3ish now I’m 6'3) I’m in better shape, better dressed, looking classy wearing a nice coat and stuff. I’m feeling good, carrying myself differently as a man. Just got the new iPhone, blasting the free version of Pandora….. and I see her. And I instantly get brought back to when I made a fool of myself…. and I’m like, screw that. I’m talking to her this time… only now, we locked eyes, movie style…. and time stops. Busiest and biggest airport in the US… and I come across her. Again. Only this time, she’s actually looking back at me, and smiling…. I cut across the hall and she meets me half way. She’s so damn beautiful I can’t even get words to come out. Luckily she still had that good ole attitude and after a second or two says “Hey, I’m not drawing anything this time, so you’re going to have to think of something good.” And right then and there I’m thinking, “she remembered!? god damn I’m going to marry this girl.” Everything about her was perfect… so I laugh and now I’m back down to earth and to my confident self (freaking out internally) and I’m like, “oh really, you mean you won’t shut down anything I say this time?”…. she was looking at the departure screen as I said it…. and she looks at me with this shock that I just said that and then this beautiful smirk, and gives me that smile that just makes everything in me start to tingle. She looks back at me like she’s thinking the exact same thing I am…. so I say, “where are you headed?” She says Omaha, asks if I still live there. I say yeah. So then I ask when her flight home is and she says not for another three hours… JUST LIKE ME. So I say “well I also have a pretty big layover, do you know where your gate is?” She says “Duh, its all pretty clearly marked.” So I’m like cool, that hurt the pride a little but moving on. And I ask her “well, since we both have a few hours do you wanna grab some food and catch up.” She said “Nah, I already ate….(waits silently for what felt like a year crammed into 5 seconds) but we can sit here and chill for a bit if you want.” And I’m like STARVING, but I don’t even care. I’m just over here mesmerized because this woman is GORGEOUS, and in my head I just keep saying don’t mess this up don’t mess this up don’t mess this up…. so We catch up, she told me she was at Creighton, I said I was going to trade school. She made fun of me and said “Do you still drive that really loud tiny green truck.” I got all offended because I did still drive it and loved it. But I get over it….. So all of the sudden hours of talking pass and we are both almost late to board…. so we run to our gates. And the whole vacation I’m just thinking about her, can’t get her out of my head. Thinking about some elaborate plan to ask her out and over exaggerating a big romantic plan like always. And I get back from Vacation and get busy and don’t know how to approach her to where I don’t seem like a Creep….

Well, a couple months pass and around summer time. Her and and another person I went to school with are doing door to door surveys about the neighborhood. And guess who’s door they come knocking at? MINE! On my only day off in the last two months… coincidence? I think not. so I come up and answer all shy and say hi to the girl I remember from school. and then see her around the corner and get this rush, I got so nervous I began to sweat a little. I could tell she was nervous too. We gather and sit down in the family room. when I look over to see if the nerves have settled. She couldn’t look up at me. She was just staring at the clip board, fumbling on her words on and off as she asks questions and awkwardly chuckles as I respond in a dorky manner…. so I call my dog over even though she isn’t allowed on the carpet, to help calm my nerves…. and my dog who loves me like no other, would never abaondon my command. Goes STRAIGHT to her and won’t leave her alone. So now I’m all bragging about how well behaved my dog is and she totally disobeys me and goes right to her, calming her nerves and making her smile… they finish with the survey and leave. And I spend the whole day kicking myself for messing up and not asking for her number or to go for coffee or something, anything!

A few days later… SHE messages ME! I’m jumping off the walls, I’m ecstatic. She was telling me sorry for being awkward during he survey. I said likewise, then she laughed at how my dog likes her more and I’m the one that feeds her! we get to flirting and all the cheesy cliche stuff. all of the sudden she’s overly straight up with me and just hits me with, “so do you even plan to ask for my number or….?” And I’m just like damn this woman is calling me out on everything. She’s like “well, I don’t do this Facebook messenger stuff and you’re too slow at asking soooo…. can I get yo Numbah?” Just like that…

Now we get to texting and I try asking her out….it doesn’t work. And I’m not used to getting rejected so wow! why does she keep shooting me down? So finally I’m like… how about this, let’s go for coffee and talk art, it’s NOT A DATE. Just two people talking art like a couple of hipsters…. and she goes “fine, on one condition. Don’t ever use hipsters in reference to me or you ever again.”

So we go on the date, that she always said wasn’t a date…. and we both get there at like 4pm, and end up talking and talking for around 6 hours, until they said they were closing…. TOTALLY A DATE. I go to get the door for her and she rushes and won’t let me, and says hey, it’s not a date. So I smile because in my head I’m like oh you know it was a date you just tried to make excuses now that it’s over…. and then before she gets in her car I tell her to look up this song. So she pulls up next to me at the stoplight and turns it up so I can hear that she actually looked it up. Then texts me saying she had a really good time getting coffee and reiterated that it was NOT a date. And then said she loved the song, and I said “good, I’ll sing it to you sometime.”

Guess what we did on our second (technically first actual) date? Yup, got food and then drove around and listened to music. And did I sing the song to her, HELL YES I DID. At the top of my lungs, looking at her and everything. While driving, big hazard but I was trying to impress. And I’m about to take her home at a decent time, like 10pm… and as I’m a block away, Te Metiste by Ariel Camacho comes on and I look over at her like damn this is my song. And she goes “wanna just make another loop”… and I said “absolutely” as I start singing that to her too. Getting her to blush and smile….. our first “loop” was like 75 miles. So I got her home at like midnight…. and she posts a status saying “When he can sing👌🏼” and I’m just all pumped up like yeeeeeeaaaaahhhh, I’m Dr. Smooth, PHD in SmoothOlogy….. and then she texts me before bed. And says thanks for food and she really enjoyed the date…. and then finishes it off with another that says “don’t let the status get to your head, I liked the singing but you were way too cheesy. 😏”…. I knew it, I knew it all along. Since day one, she’s the woman that was crafted for me by the big man upstairs, and I’m going to marry her. AND I DID!!! Absolute greatest accomplishment and decision of my life. I had her hooked and I wasn’t ever going to let her go. She asked how the hell I could have wanted to marry her without knowing everything about her….And I simply said, “When you know, you know.”

You want some proof that she was my soulmate? Short story: We began teaching at the same school, in my classroom during summer our first cleaning, up in a cabinet lodged into the corner was a piece of art….. it had a picture and I instantly knew it was my wife. I ran to her room on the other wing of the building and showed her. She said it was something she made in the 3rd grade, when she attended the school….. still think it’s coincidence? I have plenty more.

Not all stories have the fairytale endings. I lost my Soulmate and Best Friend to Suicide on December 18th 2016. Sometimes it’s the most beautiful people, with the most loving families, with all the accolades and best degrees money could buy. Depression is a constant war in your head, against yourself. Hug your loved ones and appreciate every single moment.

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depthanonymous · 6 years ago

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Thursday. December 26th Chicago O’Hare

This is a Story about how I met my Soulmate.

Growing up I always needed everyone's approval.... I needed that validation for my ego. I got picked on and bullied as a young kid. Too fat, too many freckles, stupid laugh, buck teeth, you name it.... I was too white for the Mexicans, too Mexican for the white kids... I never felt like I fit in, with anyone, even family at times. So I tried to fit in everywhere I went, I tried to impress and 1-Up everybody. I had to win, always. I had to become the best. So no one would have anything to talk about. I needed everyone to approve of me and I had no idea why.... I was doing things I didn't like, working jobs I didn't enjoy, to buy things I didn't even really want, to impress people I didn't even care about....

And then, December 26th 2013, at 8 something AM on a Thursday, I'm at Chicago O'Hare airport.... walking from one end of the airport to the other so I can grab a bite to eat while I wait 3 hours for my flight to Maryland.... and I cross paths with a walking goddess.... she's coming from the opposite end, and should be ending up at the gate I just got out of, Heading back to Omaha From Ohio... I kid you not this was some out of the movies stuff...

I originally met her my freshman year of highscool. She would always come up and eat lunch in the art room during my art class. I used to just drool over her as a freshman, (I was such a dork, had ZERO swagger of any sort) and she was this GORGEOUS girl, but she was a Junior and an amazing artist; coupled with this massive attitude. The only time I ever got the courage to go up and attempt to ask her out. She was drawing a sketch for her figure-drawing class... and I come up and go "hey what are you drawing?" Trying to flirt, and failing. she doesn't even look up at me, she just says "What does it look like?" And I shut down so fast and walked away.... that was 2009

So now, December 2013, I'm tall, (I used to be 5'3ish now I'm 6'3) I'm in better shape, better dressed, looking classy wearing a nice coat and stuff. I'm feeling good, carrying myself differently as a man. Just got the new iPhone, blasting the free version of Pandora..... and I see her. And I instantly get brought back to when I made a fool of myself.... and I'm like, screw that. I'm talking to her this time... only now, we locked eyes, movie style.... and time stops. Busiest and biggest airport in the US... and I come across her. Again. Only this time, she's actually looking back at me, and smiling.... I cut across the hall and she meets me half way. She's so damn beautiful I can't even get words to come out. Luckily she still had that good ole attitude and after a second or two says "Hey, I'm not drawing anything this time, so you're going to have to think of something good." And right then and there I'm thinking, “she remembered!? god damn I'm going to marry this girl.” Everything about her was perfect... so I laugh and now I'm back down to earth and to my confident self (freaking out internally) and I'm like, "oh really, you mean you won't shut down anything I say this time?".... she was looking at the departure screen as I said it.... and she looks at me with this shock that I just said that and then this beautiful smirk, and gives me that smile that just makes everything in me start to tingle. She looks back at me like she's thinking the exact same thing I am.... so I say, "where are you headed?" She says Omaha, asks if I still live there. I say yeah. So then I ask when her flight home is and she says not for another three hours... JUST LIKE ME. So I say “well I also have a pretty big layover, do you know where your gate is?” She says "Duh, its all pretty clearly marked." So I'm like cool, that hurt the pride a little but moving on. And I ask her "well, since we both have a few hours do you wanna grab some food and catch up." She said "Nah, I already ate....(waits silently for what felt like a year crammed into 5 seconds) but we can sit here and chill for a bit if you want." And I'm like STARVING, but I don't even care. I'm just over here mesmerized because this woman is GORGEOUS, and in my head I just keep saying don't mess this up don't mess this up don't mess this up.... so We catch up, she told me she was at Creighton, I said I was going to trade school. She made fun of me and said "Do you still drive that really loud tiny green truck." I got all offended because I did still drive it and loved it. But I get over it..... So all of the sudden hours of talking pass and we are both almost late to board.... so we run to our gates. And the whole vacation I'm just thinking about her, can't get her out of my head. Thinking about some elaborate plan to ask her out and over exaggerating a big romantic plan like always. And I get back from Vacation and get busy and don't know how to approach her to where I don't seem like a Creep....

Well, a couple months pass and around summer time. Her and and another person I went to school with are doing door to door surveys about the neighborhood. And guess who's door they come knocking at? MINE! On my only day off in the last two months... coincidence? I think not. so I come up and answer all shy and say hi to the girl I remember from school. and then see her around the corner and get this rush, I got so nervous I began to sweat a little. I could tell she was nervous too. We gather and sit down in the family room. when I look over to see if the nerves have settled. She couldn't look up at me. She was just staring at the clip board, fumbling on her words on and off as she asks questions and awkwardly chuckles as I respond in a dorky manner.... so I call my dog over even though she isn't allowed on the carpet, to help calm my nerves.... and my dog who loves me like no other, would never abaondon my command. Goes STRAIGHT to her and won't leave her alone. So now I'm all bragging about how well behaved my dog is and she totally disobeys me and goes right to her, calming her nerves and making her smile... they finish with the survey and leave. And I spend the whole day kicking myself for messing up and not asking for her number or to go for coffee or something, anything!

A few days later... SHE messages ME! I'm jumping off the walls, I'm ecstatic. She was telling me sorry for being awkward during he survey. I said likewise, then she laughed at how my dog likes her more and I'm the one that feeds her! we get to flirting and all the cheesy cliche stuff. all of the sudden she's overly straight up with me and just hits me with, "so do you even plan to ask for my number or....?" And I'm just like damn this woman is calling me out on everything. She's like "well, I don't do this Facebook messenger stuff and you're too slow at asking soooo.... can I get yo Numbah?" Just like that...

Now we get to texting and I try asking her out....it doesn't work. And I'm not used to getting rejected so wow! why does she keep shooting me down? So finally I'm like... how about this, let's go for coffee and talk art, it's NOT A DATE. Just two people talking art like a couple of hipsters.... and she goes "fine, on one condition. Don't ever use hipsters in reference to me or you ever again."

So we go on the date, that she always said wasn't a date.... and we both get there at like 4pm, and end up talking and talking for around 6 hours, until they said they were closing.... TOTALLY A DATE. I go to get the door for her and she rushes and won't let me, and says hey, it's not a date. So I smile because in my head I'm like oh you know it was a date you just tried to make excuses now that it's over.... and then before she gets in her car I tell her to look up this song. So she pulls up next to me at the stoplight and turns it up so I can hear that she actually looked it up. Then texts me saying she had a really good time getting coffee and reiterated that it was NOT a date. And then said she loved the song, and I said “good, I'll sing it to you sometime.”

Guess what we did on our second (technically first actual) date? Yup, got food and then drove around and listened to music. And did I sing the song to her, HELL YES I DID. At the top of my lungs, looking at her and everything. While driving, big hazard but I was trying to impress. And I'm about to take her home at a decent time, like 10pm... and as I'm a block away, Te Metiste by Ariel Camacho comes on and I look over at her like damn this is my song. And she goes "wanna just make another loop"... and I said “absolutely” as I start singing that to her too. Getting her to blush and smile..... our first "loop" was like 75 miles. So I got her home at like midnight.... and she posts a status saying "When he can sing👌🏼" and I'm just all pumped up like yeeeeeeaaaaahhhh, I'm Dr. Smooth, PHD in SmoothOlogy..... and then she texts me before bed. And says thanks for food and she really enjoyed the date.... and then finishes it off with another that says "don't let the status get to your head, I liked the singing but you were way too cheesy. 😏".... I knew it, I knew it all along. Since day one, she's the woman that was crafted for me by the big man upstairs, and I'm going to marry her. AND I DID!!! Absolute greatest accomplishment and decision of my life. I had her hooked and I wasn't ever going to let her go. She asked how the hell I could have wanted to marry her without knowing everything about her....And I simply said, "When you know, you know."

You want some proof that she was my soulmate? Short story: We began teaching at the same school, in my classroom during summer our first cleaning, up in a cabinet lodged into the corner was a piece of art..... it had a picture and I instantly knew it was my wife. I ran to her room on the other wing of the building and showed her. She said it was something she made in the 3rd grade, when she attended the school..... still think it’s coincidence? I have plenty more.

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