Loving my friend
I knew that I was in love when, for the gazillionth time, my friend from Charlotte (1 1/2 hours away) would call me and say, "I'm on my way to pick you up; be ready". Now ladies, hear me when I say this: I would be BLEEDING LIKE I'D JUST BEEN SLASHED TO DEATH and CRAMPING LIKE A WOMAN IN LABOR, but would GET UP, SHOWER, TAKE THE NECESSARY DRUGS...and go out wherever he planned to take me...which was usually a cool Korean restaurant (my favorite) or whatever I wanted to do. He later told me that he just wanted me to have a good day in spite of my pain (I have endometriosis, so my monthly cycles can be deadly...for everyone in the vacinity).
And we weren't really even dating. He was simply MY FRIEND.
I married him on May 27, 2006. Life is gorgeous and my cramps haven't been so bad...(smile)
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