Our Love Story: Part V: How Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

by Lesley on December 27, 2011 · 3 comments

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This is the fifth installment of a six part series on how Jonathan and I met, fell in love, and got married. You can start the series by clicking here.)

There are all sorts of stories I could tell about our dating years—like the time he surprised me with a date at the Biltmore for my 20th birthday, or the time we dressed up as Mario and Luigi for a school dance, or the time we hiked the Grand Canyon with Matt and Anne, or the time I flew to Washington to see his home, or the time he sent me love letters to China, or all the mix CDs and long talks on the big rock in the middle of campus.

Pretty soon we were seniors in college, and I chose to spend a semester far away from him in Europe. We’d both been kind of torn up about it. I didn’t want to deny my travel dreams for a boy; but he wasn’t prepared to join me there. We agreed I should go.

Remember Scott? Jonathan’s bus buddy from our freshman year? Scott was on my trip to Europe along with many of our other dear friends. Lisa and Chase were there—also falling in love—and Sharon—who was missing Sam. I had Mich and Brownie, Beall and Nicole, Becky and Samantha and Elise and Rachel. We were like family, and yet I still missed Jonathan.

Scott, our group’s elected president, would hand out mail from home whenever we arrived at a new destination. There would always be a letter from Jonathan, and Scott would smirk as he handed it to me. Often he’d beg to open it himself. I never agreed.

One day, while walking through the streets of Rome, Scott began boldly asking me how much I missed Jonathan. Something in his questions pushed my heart to a place I hadn’t ever let it wander before.  Later that day I snuck away from the group, found a payphone on the side of the street, and called Jonathan. When he answered I told him I wanted to marry him. He was very quiet for a while, and then, a slow and soft laugh. A smile heard audibly. A confirmation at what I already knew.

It would be a year before he planned a proposal I’d never forget.  You can read all about that proposal here.

The final installment of this series, our wedding and our life now, can be found by clicking here

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I also love this. This post in particular was making me want to really think about and remember my own love story (even before you mentioned me!). I think it's really sweet you're writing this all out and I know your kids will someday get a lot of enjoyment out of it.