Janety is undoubtedly one of my best friends on this planet. Before our junior year of college we (Jenty, MAP, Jeansy, and myself) decided we were going to live together. (If you haven't read the roomie blog, you should reference it for a complete background on my favorite year of college.)
I didn't know Janety that well. We were on opposite ends of the hall sophomore year and on very different schedules. We began spending more time together at the end of our sophomore semester- I suppose so we could "mesh". I have to admit I was nervous about what I was getting into when I watched Janety and Sister Virg (her mother)...literally throw her room into the back of the car, as well as hurling things out of her 6th floor window. I had meticulously packed a million Rubbermaid boxes and had them neatly stacked in the back of my pimped out Explorer. Opposites attract I tell you.
That summer? We meshed. We became pin pals that summer while she was at camp. I would draw her pictures and write her letters. But my favorite thing? Scoping out the High School Musical "singing" cards for her at Walmart. I wanted her to be excited. I loved waiting on her to write me back. I loved that she would call me when she exited the wilderness every couple of weeks.
Junior year we connected. I learned: the girl could single handedly dominate a box of Cheese-It's, she was scared of the dark, she would body slam you at any hour of the day or night, her laughter was contagious and that I could easily make her laugh, she was always the culprit of suspicious odors, watching reruns of 90210 for hours on end did not equal depression, salty > sweet, daily dance parties are always necessary, and that she would strap me with a nickname that would follow me for the rest of time.
She taught me how to share my faith. How to really believe. An excellent example for everyone to follow. We shared so many secrets. Well, I probably shared but she always listened and locked them away. The girl has a servant heart and a listening ear. She's the one you want to go to.
Senior year, she became my boyfriend. I
The night of their first date, I told Janety she was going to marry him. I had never heard her talk about anyone that way before. The girl was giddy. I loved hearing about him but I upset that I hadn't met the man who had captured her heart.
In January of last year, I finally got to meet him. He was hunting but came out of the woods...for me...not really but I'd like to think it that way. He walked into the bar and we just walked straight to each other and hugged so tight. After two seconds of talking to him you just know. My heart melted hearing him talk about her.
He brought out this new side to Janety. He builds her up. Doesn't hold her back. They push each other. I've even seen her clean his house (something I never thought would happen). Her smile is undeniable when they are together. Her voice changes when she talks about him.
I've been ready for this day. I've been busy taking exams and I've been SO freaked out that he was going to propose when I was in a test. Every time she's called in the past month I've nearly been air-born diving for my phone to hear the good news. Same story- I always answer, try to gauge the tone of her voice, she talks for a second and then I say....ANYTHING ELSE? Today was different. She tried to fake me out. I knew better. I screamed...scared my grandmother. I cried. Heard the story. The proposal was JUST as I imagined...in fact I told the roomie a week ago it's how he would do it. Then I jumped up and down. Called Tuck...who answered the phone IN THE WOODS.
I'm so excited for these next few months of planning. I can't wait to see what the future has in store. I love you both so much!
No comments:
Post a Comment