probably one of my favorite things about blogging is "meeting" other bloggers. i know for some people blogging is just an online journal. and i'd be lying if i said that wasn't how this blog started/still how i feel about it. but in addition to it being a place for me to write my life down without getting a nasty hand cramp (because hey, i haven't been a diligent and fast note taking student for like..3 years now..) it's become a way for me to interact with other people who enjoy documenting their life
(the good, the bad and the ugly) just as much as i do. and it's really sort of great.
one of my bloggy pals, Lisette, started a link up called Letters To My Former Single Self
(i stated before in this post that i haven't really done a ton of link ups before, but the If I Were a Boy and this link up are just so perfect, i can't pass them up.)
i was lame and didn't join the link up last week,but i am going to be joining in on the link up this week. and probably next week. so hold on to your hats.
this week's letter will be address this question:
What did you think about dating and marriage the year before you met "The One?"
well, this is sort of complicated. technically, i was 17 years old one year before i met garrett. he and i met the first week of our freshman year of college (you can read more about that here) but i was 20 a year before i realized that Garrett was "the one".
so you get to read two different letters.
starting with the letter to a 17 year old katie claire (since that's what everyone called me in that day)
dear 17 year old katie claire,
i know, i know. you don't have a boyfriend and that sucks. you've never had a boyfriend. you've never been asked to prom. you've never been on a real date. all you've ever experienced at this point are cute boys with raging hormones who like to kiss you, but not date you. real gems, those ones. i know you want what everyone else seems to have. i get it. and i know you feel like you'll never be enough for anyone. it's lonely and it's hard to be so "behind in life". but the truth is, in the end, when you're kneeling across the alter from the boy that you will end up marrying (and YES, stop panicking, because you WILL get married.), you'll laugh for a second to yourself because guess what-you'll never date him. you haven't met him yet, but when you go to college he will be your best friend. and a lot of life will happen between when you meet him and when you marry him. but when it comes down to it, you'll never date him. you'll be best friends,you'll fall in love with him and then you'll marry him. (and most everyone you know will look at you like you're insane. just be prepared for that now.) and you'll find that the couple of years that you actually spend emerged in the dating pool totally and completely suck. even more than it sucks to be boyfriendless at 17. even more than it sucks to have to ask a relative stranger to be your prom date. it's really not fun. marriage is a lot more fun. so stop worrying about being someone's girlfriend and start focusing on being a wife. because you'll be a wife to the boy you marry. not a girlfriend.
but, like i stated before, even though i met garrett at 18, i didn't know he was the one i would marry until October 17, 2009. and a year before that, i was very lost.