An Open Letter To The Guy Who Brought Me Back To Life,
Life is full of changes—some big, and some small. Some are monumental, some hit you like a ton of bricks and some you don’t even realize are happening until they’re away and done with. Well a major change happened for me this past summer. I’m certain you can guess what it is. I was mourning my past, while, unbeknownst to me, the future was about to make me very happy.
I went out with you to Friendly’s after you Facebook messaged me, not thinking anything would come of it. We hung out almost every single night and still I thought nothing would come of it. We took a picture at the camp color run together and still I thought nothing would come of it. We labeled it a “summer fling” and I was fine with that, still thinking nothing would come of it.
You went off to start your freshman year and I went back to Penn State to start my junior year. Still, I thought nothing would come of it and that we were not meant to be. I don’t know if I really thought this or if I was just scared of what starting something long distance would mean to me.
However, we all know that love requires a leap into the unknown. You don't know what will come of it, but you still go along for the journey because something is telling you to because it's worth it in the end. We both felt as if we had left things unresolved, and then that weekend happened in September: the weekend of the Rutgers game.
Something miraculous happened that weekend. Something came of me taking the “leap” to go on a date with you. We decided to be boyfriend and girlfriend, and that weekend set us on a different course. I was still second guessing everything, and then you got off the bus and I didn’t have to guess anymore. My only regret is that over the summer, I didn’t take the time with my nervousness riddling me to soak up every memory and every moment with you.
I was nervous at first, thinking that relationships aren’t my strong suit. I self-proclaim that I am selfish, overly sensitive and can be emotionally unavailable. I met you and realized that I wanted to be better. Everything that I was uninterested in before, I found myself wanting to experience with you. I even started liking the Steelers and wanting to watch their games on TV with you.
You have pushed me to be my best self, to try out for everything possible, believe in myself, not let my weaknesses define me, pushed me out of my comfort zone, have never given me a “pity party” (even when I crave one) and have pushed me to be more social and get to know the other coworkers. You have been a shoulder to cry on, someone to laugh hysterically with, play connect four and win with. You emphasized to me that there is always more to someone than what meets the eye.
But, most importantly you have taught me what love is, and that is the best of all. You showed me how happy I really can be with someone I truly love—someone I respect and admire; someone who has taken the time to get to know me, as well as my friends. You have taught me to trust and love openly. You have gotten me excited about life and wanting to do everything that it has to offer.
At my lowest point and when I thought I would never get better, you came into my life. I am a better woman with you and because of you. For that I thank you. I thank you for bringing me to life because I truly was missing out on the beauty and experiences that are out there. I found that I could feel like a kid again with you. I even was motivated to start up the Harry Potter series again. Now sitting here on our six month anniversary, here’s what I have that sums it all up. J.K. Rowling writes in the first book of the series, “He didn’t know where he was going to—but it had to be better than what he was leaving behind.”
All my love, All my life,
Your girlfriend
