Today marks the 7th birthday of Bo’s that we’ve celebrated together.
We’ve been through a lot over the years.
While we graduated high school together, we weren’t close friends in high school. In fact, I may have asked him to the prom and been turned down. What can I say, he was that cool and I was that uncool. Oh high school, how I don’t miss it.
But, as they say, things happen for a reason and 18 months after high school graduation our paths crossed one Thursday night during my sorority’s Fall crush party. There was no reason that he should have been there. He didn’t go to UGA and he only knew a few people in my sorority. But, as luck would have it his good friend was dating my sorority sister.
The roles had reversed by now and I was the one who wanted nothing to do with him. I was in the midst of finding myself and had a new confidence that I never had during high school. I didn’t want to talk to someone who had previously treated me like dirt.
Luckily, he was smarter, and gave me some line about maturing and growing up and I accepted it in a slightly tipsy haze. Over the next month we chatted on AIM daily since we were 100 miles away apart, sophomores at University of Georgia and Georgia Tech.
The rest, as they say is history.
We enjoyed every minute of our time in Athens and Atlanta, enjoying weekend trips back in forth to each city while allowing each other the space to grow and focus on college during the week. We never suffocated each other which is one of the things that I look back upon so thankfully. Over those three years of college that we were together we still evolved as individuals. In fact, you can read more about Bo’s evolution at his Healthy Tipping Point on Caitlin’s blog.
Over the year’s Bo has taught me a great deal about life and how to truly enjoy it. He is the primary reason I’ve been able to find balance and enjoy each day.
He taught me to dance.
He helped me embrace the chaos of New York versus letting it scare me.
He shared his passion for food and cooking.
His love of the water has allowed me to explore Anguilla, The Bahamas, Bermuda, Miami, Seattle, and the Eastern Shore by boat.
He’s a great sport, even when I con him into attending Healthy Living Summit.
His signature moves never get old, especially with a side of beer.
He knows when it’s okay to have some fun and be a kid, whether in Disney World or our own kitchen.
He appreciates and respects the women in his life.
His sense of adventure has made every one of our travels more interesting.
While we’ve already completed many a race together, I look forward to many more.
I couldn’t be happier or more thankful that on November 13th, 2008 he asked me to be his wife.
At the behest of our photographer, we shared an ice cream cone immediately following our wedding on November 21, 2009.