The story of us.

Mando and I’s story is full of twist and turns, ups and downs and plenty of times when I was sure we just wouldn’t make it.

I met Mando when I was 16 years old. It was summer 2006 and summer school had just started. My friend and I had just gotten out of class and usually left as soon as it was over, but one day she said she wanted to wait to say hi to some guy named Mando. Now the name “Mando” + the city we were in…I was 100% sure “Mando” was some short cholo. But sure enough, she ran off screaming “OH MY GOD, MANDO!” And ran and jumped on this guy who was…well he wasn’t short and he wasn’t a cholo. This is one of the most vivid memories I have, the very first time I saw him. I don’t want to say it was love at first time but it was definitely “DAYAMMMMM” at first sight. I can’t remember if we talked that day, but after we left school I told my friend that I thought Mando was hot, and I remember very clearly, she said “girl, don’t even try.” πŸ™‹πŸΌ ok girl. 

I don’t remember exactly how it happened, but we found each other on MySpace (yes MySpace) and it turned out her had a girlfriend. (πŸ‘ŽπŸ» BOOOOOO) but I was also talking to someone so I wasn’t too upset. Once the school year started they had broken up (πŸ‘πŸ» hehehehe) and I we ended up having the morning session together and I think a few classes. 

Now, I’m not trying to talk myself up here or seem conceited, but back in the day(yes back in the day, this was 11 years ago) I didn’t have a problem getting guys. I was a huge flirt and I could usually tell when the feeling was mutual between a guy and I, but I could not read Mando AT ALL. It was like, sometimes it was there and I thought I was catching some signs from him, but then he’d go and act like an asshole and I was like nope. In fact there was even a time I told him that if he wasn’t going to be nicer to me then I wasn’t going to talk to him anymore. Anyway, we ended up signing up for the same class that was off campus and he offered to give me a ride everyday,(of course I didn’t pass it up.) And within a couple weeks one of his best friends asked me if I liked him. Duh. Maybe a week after that he asked me out at a football game.

Now this is just the beginning. 7 months into our relationship his family took a huge hit. Everyone ended up getting pulled apart; a 6 person family was now completely seperated. He was able to live in the house his family lived in for about another 8 months, and after that had to find his own apartment. I want to say that it was at this point that he started spending the night at my house. Well, my parents house. I have no idea how they allowed their 18 year old daughters boyfriend to spend the night. I had had plenty of boyfriends and even just random guys that they had met before Mando. I don’t know if they saw that it was more serious with him or maybe the situation, or a mixture of the 2. But looking back on it now, as a parent, I don’t know how they did it. I’m overprotective to a fault, so when the boys get older and start dating, I mean I don’t wanna say I’ll be one of THOSE moms, I really don’t wanna be one of THOSE moms, but…I dunno. I’ll save that for another post lol

So fast forward through a bunch of stuff, on to the highlights lol we’ve been broken up before , we’ve had our time to date around and be with other people. Like I said, our story is full of twist and turns, ups and downs and plenty of times when I was sure we just wouldn’t make it. But somehow through all of the break ups, the broken hearts, having to fight for us and at one point even trying to talk myself out of wanting to be with him, there’s something that has always brought us back to each other. Something that always kept us fighting.

Things still get rough, we’re not perfect and we’ll never claim to be. Marriage is tough, parenting is tough, especially when we have different upbringings, we’re constantly butting heads, we’re both crazy stubborn, but through it all we will always fight for each other. We’ve made it through so much in our time together, I know there sure to be more bumps ahead. But I know through it all we’ll be ok. And we’ll be together.

Cause he married me, I ain’t goin no whereee! πŸ˜œπŸ™‹πŸΌπŸ€—

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