Matt and I met about 6 yrs ago. He was living at home and I was dating someone at the time. When I first met him, I thought ” wow he’s tall, handsome, and has an adorable smile. We didn’t really hang with the same crowd but about 3 yrs later we crossed paths again one night in wildwood. We exchanged hello and how are you’s and went on our way. About a month later I saw him on Facebook and we started talking about catching up and getting together . A few days later I ended up in the emergency room. I got a phone call from matt around 11pm asking me to come out and meet him and some friends who were out for a bachelor party. I explained to him that I was in the ER and wouldn’t be able to make it out. About 20 min later as my mom and I were waiting for the dr to come in, this tall handsome guy poked his head around the curtain. It was Matthew! He had come to check on me and make sure I was ok. After an awkward intro to my mom and making sure I didn’t need anything, he assured me he would call the next day to see how I was. We started hanging out after that and ended up dating. He discovered I was a hopeless romantic and after a long night at the Cview waitressing , I come out to my car to find a single red rose on my windshield with a note : for the hopeless romantic.
Whooooosh , off my feet he swept me!
About the middle of sept he came to me and said ” there’s something we need to talk about.”
Great , he’s over it , he doesn’t want to see me anymore” every thought possible ran through my head except for what he was actually going to tell me.
” I have to go over seas for a few months”……….
My heart stopped , what do I do with this? So we sat down and talked about it . I understood he had no choice, he was leaving in 3 wks!
We continued to see each other and get to know each other. Finally it came , Oct 7 ,2011. A day I never thought I would have to face. So up to AC Airforce base we went, bags packed hands held tightly. After a long day of briefings for him and lots of thinking for me, he was off. In the air and over to Afghanistan . A few days of not being able to talk, then a random email here and there with updates of his traveling, made it a reality. With a support system like you would not believe, his family pulled me in and held tight. Including me in every birthday, holiday and dinner. It wasn’t easy and my heart would jump at any ring from my phone. Most conversation was through computer and my inbox was on over load from emails from Matthew .at least one a day once he got there and was able to get Internet. Not every base had the Internet , so I would sleep many nights with my phone under my pillow in case he got a chance to make a phone call. With a 9 hour time difference , you talk when you can. Thanks giving, Christmas and New Years came and went and his family and I grew closer. Finally February had arrived and my heart raced every single day waiting for the phone call he was coming home. Phone rings ” hello,? Hey I have some bad news.” There it was , my heart sank. They were short on mechanics and needed some guys to stay. Matthew the man that he is , stayed for his country , his men , and for his commitment he made to the military. So February came and went, March came and went, trying to keep busy and making time pass was difficult. April 20, 2012 I wake up to a missed phone call at 3am from Matthew. My mind is racing, what’s wrong? What happened? Is he staying longer? Finally he called back. After talking and making sure he was ok, he asks:
“What are your plans for today?” I was going to a christening and the lunch with my friends.
He says I need you to do me a favor….. Sure whatcha need? I need you to come pick me up from Atlantic city!!!!!!!!! Wait ! What !? Seriously?!
Finally, he was calling from Texas and would be in AC by 2 pm!
Never had I experienced such a rush of emotions. Changed jumped in the car and up the road with his family.
We get there, walk through the door and into the conference room. 2 minutes later here they come through the door. The men and women who have been away , committed to fighting for our country……..and my MATTHEW! Arms wrapped tightly around his neck, nose to nose, smiling. Happy, nervous, anxious, all at once. WHOOAAAAA ITs a lot, but it feels great. Finally on our way home with a welcome wagon of police cars , EMT, fire trucks , about a mile long behind us, escorting us home. I have never been more proud of anyone in my life.
Matthew is amazing and there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t worry about him going over again, but that makes me focus more on the time we spend together. I wouldn’t trade anything in the world for him. He stole my heart and swept me off my feet.