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Arturo and I met in the spring of 1999. He was a new neighbor that I needed to know more about. Little did I know what I was getting myself into. We dated for about a year, and some childish decisions paired with very adult circumstances led us to seperate, and him to move to NY. 10 Years later I checked my facebook one morning and there was his face. I nearly peed my pants. We spoke on the phone all day every day for the next month, and finally he came to see me on Valentine's day weekend 2010. There was no looking back. We had a lot of trouble adjusting to the fact that we were not the same people we knew 10 years prior. But we still had a very strong love between us, so we made it work. 3 months later he made the move back to NH to live with my son and I. 11 months later we had our daughter. And 2 years later in the middle of an argument he said "will you at least look at the shoes I bought Gianna" and when I turned around there was an open shoe box with an open ring box inside, and he was on his knees. The rest is history...
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