our love story/ part 3
Our love story is a keeper. It begins before we met and I pray it'll continue for all of time.
Someday, I want to be able to look back at the details that have been overlooked when life happens. Because this...is real.
You can read part 1 here and part 2 here.
I moved back home and left my PR degree hanging in the shadows as I jumped feet first into the world of elementary education.
I was taking a one year, intense program to receive my teaching credentials.
The program stated we could not have a job during the year.
It wouldn’t be possible with the time constraints, high demands and schedule.
So, no job, back in my childhood bedroom I began licking my wounds.
Fast forward 11 months, still in the education program, still no job, time spent with my nose in a book or classroom, and holding onto one crush that was leading me nowhere.
Every day my crush would pass me in the hall and say
“Hey how’s it going?”
and I would say
Then I’d kick myself for the rest of the day thinking about how I’d stretch out my response in passing. How would I look casual but cool?
Months into this agonizing routine, we were in a meeting together and
“Sure, Ashley can tell you more about it later.”
I remember thinking: Who is this Ashley girl?
And then it hit me.
Ashley was me.
I’d spent way too much time wishing and hoping about this guy, and he didn’t even know my first name.
That was the beginning of the end.
The moment when time stood still and my dreams came true.
I just didn’t know it yet.
I had no idea my great love was about to sweep me off my feet.