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“My husband and I grew up in a small midwestern town and went to a high school with less than 350 students, so everybody knew each other. Even though I was a freshman and he was a junior, we would see one another in the hallways and exchange flirty smiles. Next thing I know, he gets my home phone number (yes, a landline), and we start talking on the phone at night. After a few weeks, he boldly declared that we were going to Snowball together. That’s when we officially started dating. We stayed together when he went off to college, and still when I was also in college, making the two-and-a-half-hour commute every other weekend to be together. We finished school and moved to the east coast for work.”
“After five years, we moved to another state. By then, I was 29, and he was 31. It had been almost 15 years, and we decided to get married. It’s been three years since then, and we just had our first kid. People always gave us a hard time about waiting so long to do the whole marriage/kids thing, especially coming from the midwest where those things happen early. But, we got to spend our 20s establishing our careers, living in three different states, and traveling abroad, all while growing together and testing the strength of our relationship. We are each other’s best friend and biggest supporters. I didn’t think I could love him more, but then, I saw him become a father, and my heart burst. He has taught me that with love, there’s always room for more.”
—Anonymous
Source: https://www.buzzfeed.com/hannahdobro/high-school-sweetheart-stories
