Wednesday, March 23, 2011

A LOVE STORY: part one.

 The first time I meet Caleb. It was winter of '06. It was at church and my sister introduced us. I thought he was cute, but no butterflies or sparks flying. Although, he does remember sitting behind me at church that Sunday and thinking he could marry me. He's a guy who knows what he wants I guess, well maybe not...fast forward to that Summer.


 I went on a backpacking trip with a group from church and he happened to be there. I don't think we'd really talked since that first meeting at church. But that was all about to change. We kept finding each other, hiking, fishing, and that evening he found his way next to me by the camp fire. We talked so easliy and I felt completely myself, which had never happened before with a guy. We were a lot more alike than I had imagined and at the same time complete opposites. 


Before I knew it everyone was getting ready for bed and we were still talking. All the college kids decided to sleep outside on a huge rock (seriously, huge, it fit about ten of us on there) while the adults decided that sleeping in their tents was a better idea. Once I slid in my sleeping bag my sister and friend started teasing me for talking so long. They kept saying that he liked me. All I could think was shut up! He's only three sleeping bags down and I'm sure he can hear you. I was slightly embarrassed.

{right before we hiked in, completely unaware that this was the beginning of the end for me} 


The next day I noticed that everytime I turned around he was there and by the end of the trip he had asked me to do three different things with him. (not dates! I was not going to let myself think he liked me. We were just hanging out like friends do.)


I was unpacking from the trip when my phone rang. It was my friend. She was calling to let me know Caleb had just called and asked for my number. He might be calling sometime. While we were still talking my call waiting beeped. I didn't recognize the number... it must be him! I hung up with my friend and she told me to call as soon as we were done talking. (can't you just hear us giggling like junior highers??) But I was still convinced he didn't like me. Lots of guys get girls numbers and call the next minute and ask them to Dogers games. Right?


So,  within a week we had hung out a number of times and my friends were convinced he liked me and we'd be dating in no time.


Well, not quite.


Out of sight out of mind I guess. I went home for a month and then on a missions trip to Scotland.  Nothing was said between us, but I thought he'd keep in touch. Well, as fast as it started it ended. I didn't hear from him once. I thought it was kind of rude. Even if he didn't like me he had asked me out mulitple times and called a LOT. He could at least treat me like a friend. I was glad I had guarded myself and wasn't going to think about him again....

9 comments:

Melissa said...

scotland!!!! wooo! i totally remember being there and asking about him. wow. that feels like a lifetime ago!

katygirl said...

yay! can't wait to hear part two!

Jamie said...

i love a good love story. i'm on the edge of my seat.

bandofbrothers said...

boys, boys, boys! glad i'm not dating anymore:)

can't wait to hear more. get to it!

Jennifer said...

yay! I love hearing people's love stories! Can't wait for more!

Jami said...

Man, you've got me on the edge of my seat! Part of your story reminds me of my own. Can't wait to read more :)

Megan said...

come on part 2!!!!

Natalie said...

I have a feeling it's going to be a great story! Love the cliff hanger. :) Cute blog!!

Anonymous said...

So fun reading this! I don't think I have ever heard your side of the story. Love you, bekah

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