I'm Carissa. My FH is Will.
We met playing an online video game together. In Feb 2010, we found ourselves playing with the same group of people and we connected. I stayed a friendship for a while. I remember thinking his voice sounded pretty hot, but I found out he was seeing someone else, so I dropped the thought.
I had a deeper appreciation for him the day I found I could tell him pretty much anything. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia in 2008 and was able to talk to him about it. He didn't condemn or judge. In fact, he understood much better than I ever expected. There were a few times that he would pull me aside and let me vent for hours.
It was March, 2011 when one of those times would push our relationship further than ever. I was struggling, overwhelmed by my parents' recent divorce, stressed by the constant pain, and unemployed and not sure how to handle it. He pulled me aside and we talked, just the 2 of us. I told him everything, how I was feeling, that I thought I should quit the game because of it. He told me that the game was what was keeping me going, that if I quit, I wouldn't have an outlet, an escape.
We talked until I was done crying. Before we went to bed, he said, "You're going to need someone like me in your life forever, aren't you?" I said, "Yeah, probably." and laughed it off. I won't deny I had that fleeting "Is he saying what I think he's saying?" thought, but dismissed it. We started talking more. He would call me or text me and we'd talk for hours. When he'd get home from work, we would talk on Yahoo together.
One night, he asked, "Remember when I said you'd probably need someone like me in your life?" Yeah, of course I did! "What did you think about that?" The rest of the conversation gets a bit foggy at this point, but we had both had the same thought. We discussed dating each other, despite the distance between us.
On April 1, 2011, I woke up at 6am, desperate to read a book. I felt God had put it on my heart, so I got my copy of "When Boy Meets Girl" by Joshua Harris and started reading. It was a book that outlined Godly relationships between 2 people looking for the person they would marry. At 8am, I texted him to tell him I was up. I hadn't wanted to wake him. I found out he had been awake about as long as I had. And that he was on his way from Vegas to California to take me on my first date!
We had a WONDERFUL weekend. We went to the park and fed ducks. We drove around the town aimlessly and just talked. On April 2, he took me out to dinner. We had a wonderful meal, followed by a back rub at his hotel room because I was hurting. The next morning, we went to church together. Church put me in pain, so he also helped me in to the car, and into the house. After lunch, he massaged my feet and legs (cracking jokes that he'd gotten in my pants, if only at the ankles! lol)
From the beginning, we believed God brought us together, and we put control of the relationship in His hands. We had an interesting relationship, even breaking up at one point (longer story behind that one). But the whole time, we never stopped being friends, and everything we went through only strengthened our relationship.
I don't have a proposal story. He never actually proposed. But I do have something a little better.
After our breakup, I struggled, but spent the next 3 months learning to be better friends, and to forgive him for hurting me. It was never easy, and I was depressed a lot during this time. Depression, sadly, only worsens my pain.
In August, a couple weeks after my birthday, he brought a friend down so I could build her a computer. We managed to get some alone time and talked and cried a bit. He gave me my birthday present (a silver cross necklace with a purple gem in the center). I loved it. He went home the next day, but not before teasing me that he had a secret he wanted to tell me but he wasn't sure it was the right time.
He toremented me with it for a couple weeks afterward. But at some point I stopped really thinking about it. One night, I got my usual dizzy spells, but far more severe than I had ever had. They scared me......alot! I didn't tell anyone, and went to bed early. But I couldn't stop crying, it had scared me so bad. I felt the uncontrollable urge to call Will. I knew he'd be ok with it, and would probably be mad if I didn't, so I took the risk and woke him up.
After I told him how much it had scared me, he said, "I shoulda known this was coming." He decided then to tell me his secret. "He said, I should have known a bad day was coming and you would need to hear this. Do you know when it was that I first realized I loved you?" Mind you, we'd already broken up at this point, hadn't gotten back together yet. I was completely thrown off guard! He said, "It was the day I broke up with you."
He explained that he had always been in the habit of staying in relationships longer than he should have, but that he gave me up knowing it would be best for me. Even though neither of us wanted it, he believed that it was for my benefit. We talked for 4 hours that night until my phone ran out of minutes and we had to go to bed.
That night, we talked about how he had wanted to marry me, and still did. Over the next month, we talked more about it. He wanted to know if I wanted him to ask my Dad for permission, and things like that. and pretty soon, the planning began. That's our story. We were never the ordinary couple, but I believe God brought us together, and gave us the experiences we would need to be better people for each other. And I can't wait to be married to my William.
