A Story of Life and Love

This is the story on how my husband and I met.
The day we met was like any other day. The first time I laid eyes on my husband it was a sunny day outside and pretty humid. It always was in the South though. Shane got off the bus from the high school and he and several of his classmates proceeded to talk to us about high school. I wasn't scared but I had to admit, I wasn't excited about it either. I had spent the last three years of my life at Center Middle School. Shane was there talking away and right away there was something different about him. He was always so full of pep.

He had the most incredible eyes I had ever seen too. We were on the bus going to the high school for a tour, when Shane turned to me and said, "Hi, I'm Shane. Are you looking forward in going to high school?" I gulped and shyly smiled, "Not really, I've spent so many years at the middle school. I'm Stacey by the way." It was from then on, Shane was a good friend of mine.

The next year he was a senior in high school. It was another hot, humid day in August when I started school. I went to the book trailer to get my school books. He was in there with a preppy girl named Erin Green. Erin had the perfect eyes, hair, and body. I was dressed in a band t-shirt, jeans, and a cheap pair of tennis shoes. It was all my parents could afford so I was pretty cheaply dressed. I had no part-time job yet either so I couldn't contribute that much. But anyway Erin's pearly white teeth pretty much shown out from her fully tanned face. She had one of those tans that I wanted to have, but couldn't. I looked like a slob next to her.

Shane came out from behind a book shelf with a load of books. He smiled at me and said, "Hey Stacey, welcome to a new year! I hope everything goes alright and if you need anything don't hesitate to come to me." I nodded and said nothing. It seemed I could never find the words. Next time I turned to someone was him in the lunch room. He was always so nice and a perfectionist. That is what Mrs. Jacoway said anyway. That year in English we had to write a report on something and I wrote mine about Shane. Mrs. Williams made us read it aloud but I made sure I included his name only at the end, and I didn't read his name aloud.

Throughout the year Shane and I remained friends and chatted every once in a while. The end of his senior year came too soon. The thing I remember that last night is he came running up to me and asked my mother to take a picture of he and I. That picture remains on his bedside table. Memories come and go, it's just a given in life. The next time I heard from him, his brother-in-law's niece came up to me in the hallway at school and tossed a paper at me. It had Shane's name on it with some Laura girl. I got ill and angry. How could he marry her? What did she have? I vowed I should have gone right then and found her and ripped her hair out.

In the picture he looked pretty happy. I kept the picture and kept dwelling on it. I was even supposed to be happy myself. I was with a guy I really cared about. But it wasn't enough. I got so mad I even asked a close friend who could drive, to take me to boaz so I could rip her brains out. I didn't though. I went to Gadsden and by the time I got to Boaz, I admitted to myself, I couldn't do it. He was happy obviously and I wouldn't ruin that happiness. So I went back to Center and the next summer I saw him in Gadsden Wal-Mart. He was with Laura.

She was alright pretty with blonde hair. She reminded me of the perfectionist that I was striving to become. It would never happen though. I was who I was and I couldn't change. The next thing I knew he was introducing me to Laura and I was saying how happy I was for him, though deep down I wanted to cry. The next time I saw Shane was a few years later in Center Movie Gallery. He was the manager. He was happy or seemed that way. He was divorced from the girl Laura and that made me ecstatic. Then this redneck hick girl came along. Her name was Tanya.

She started to hang around Movie Gallery and I hated her. I wanted her to go away, but I couldn't complain. I was still married, but separated myself. Paul was still jealous and would stop at nothing to ruin any sort of happiness I might have felt. But then again Tanya would have done the same. She was convincing and I could tell that from the first time Shane introduced me. But I crushed on Shane from afar even then. The next time I saw him I was in K-mart in Center. He was walking behind a buggy and then I saw Tanya with him. Claiming to be pregnant, when she wasn't, but anyway he happily introduced me again. I smiled and introduced him to my husband at the time, Todd.

I was never happy...never truly anyway. Each and every time I got married or met someone new I felt that fleeing sensation of loneliness. In August of 2005, I separated from Todd and he went home to live with his mother and father. In September of that same year, he went to live with Rick and Crystal in the town over. Rick and Crystal were some of his swinging friends. I never liked swinging and certainly didn't approve of it. Todd did it without asking me a lot of times. In November of that year I called my parents and told them I wasn't happy in Pennslyvania. They told me to try to stick it out with him. I tried to be honest. I tried so hard that I cried almost every night from all the hurt and depression I felt.

On the 7th, of January of the next year, I came home. I was separated and alone again, but I was alright. I never saw Shane during that time period. I worked at K-Mart after returning home for a long time. I finally got tired of taking the managers crap so I quit K-Mart. For one week I didn't have a job and though everything was hopeless. Well I walked into Fred's one day and landed a job as a cashier. I was a cashier for one year but anyway in December of 2007, Shane came in with Tanya, and Tanya's husband Timmy. I never knew why that crowd always seemed peculiar to me, meaning Timmy and Tanya. But Shane was happy to see me and told me to have a Merry Christmas.

Several months later, in March I was cleaning the front when Shane came in again. He proceeded to ask me about what I knew about Paul and a girl named Christy.(can't remember her name) So I told him they had been dating awhile and now she was saying she was pregnant with Paul's baby. She had been spreading rumors out and about like the plague. He asked me if Paul could get a girl pregnant and I said no. He had a growth spurt problems and that had caused him to be sterile. I was adamant and then he knew that the girl was lying to him. This was Shane's exact words to me, "I would ask you out but you're always with somebody."

He put his hands on his hips and did a little motion that made me laugh. I raised my eyebrow and smiled, "What's stopping you now? I'm not with anyone right now." Truth be known, I wasn't with anybody but I had a guy who stalked my every move and wanted me to be with him. I wasn't about to be with someone my heart wasn't with. So I called him the evening and told him I was starting to date someone I really liked. He tried to tell me I didn't care about Shane but I ignored him. When Shane and I was out, Jon tried to call me and I tried to ignore the call. I told him to stop calling me period. I was mad.

Then Shane and I got married May 2nd, 2008. I remember the day well cause it was raining and we had scheduled to stay at The Secret later that evening. When we got there, we both slept we were so bad tired. In July of 2008, I found out I was pregnant with our daughter Samantha. At first, I didn't want to tell Shane period. He had been lied to so much by Tanya I feared he wouldn't believe me. But I told him. Samantha was born February 25th, 2009. She was the best thing to happen to Shane and I. I love her with all of my ability.

Last but not least, Shane and I have been through a lot but it has only strengthened my relationship with him. I'm sure we'll go through a lot more. Sometimes you have to stand your ground, but if love is true it will find a way.
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Published: 8/3/2010
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