My favorite love story....

Posted by samantha covington on

Our first picture together....  Around March 4th, 2009.  Not sure exact date.
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Where to begin...  I will say... out of all of the romantic love stories out there... ours is by far my favorite... topping Romeo and Juliet, Minnie and Mickey and Kermit and Piggy.  We may not always like each other but the love we have for each other runs deep.
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I have known Robbie for a long time.  He was actually my brothers best friend.  You know... the immature, thinks everything is funny even though its something incredibly stupid... yeah... that's how this "love story" started.  I really honestly thought he was super annoying, as most of my brothers friends were.  Robbie is younger than me by almost 4 years...  I was the chaperone at his senior party... To this day that makes me laugh.  
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It wasn't until my brothers High School graduation party did I really pause and be like...  hummm...  I noticed that night how cute he was and when I actually talked to him, he didn't seem like that annoying kid I had known for awhile...  But....NEVER would I thought, back then, we would be where we are today.
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Let me back track, as most of my blog posts tend to do, lol.  I was engaged to a guy I was dating in High School.  We were together for about 9 years.  "My ex" as I will refer to him..... and I were living in Ohio when I lost my dad.  We had been unhappy for a few months prior to his passing.  We just lost that spunk I guess.  Even though we were unhappy, nothing could have prepped me for the fact that he wouldn't come to my dads funeral.  There were 2 services...  One in MN (which was home to us) and one in KY where he was laid to rest.  He didn't join me at either.  I was furious at him.  My family was asking where he was... it was a mess.  I knew then, it was over.  Admits my feelings towards him, God was silently saying...  Its going to be okay...  everything will workout..  
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My ex stayed at our apartment in Ohio while I drove to KY for the week.  Robbie came all the way down from MN to be with my brother.  He was there through the whole thing.  It was then I thought how thoughtful it was that he took time off of school and work to be there for my mom, my brother and a few days in... me.  My head was everywhere I was mad, hurt, grieving, furious, empty...  It was a lot of emotions wrapped up into one week.  More than my brain can comprehend looking back...  
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After my dads KY visitation and the "trauma" of family members asking me where my fiancé was, was to much so...  I ended up messaging my ex and telling him the hurt was to deep and we were done.  At this point, he didn't even deserve a call from me.  Phew... that is, to this day, a lot of emotion for me.  Its tough.  But...  had he not made that, dare I say, mistake... I probably wouldn't have my Robbie.
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Once things were broken off...  I felt better.  The funeral came and went, we all went to my moms brothers house after for some lunch and fellowship.  Robbie was heading out shortly after the lunch back home to MN.  For some reason...  I was upset he was leaving.  I'm not sure why really I just remember asking him to stay and be a support to us.  My mom adored him and my brother needed him too.  I didn't know at that moment, that I really did as well.
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So... in true Cartwright fashion, we had a big celebration a day or so later.  We danced, we laughed, we cried...  We were all there for each other.  I remember being on the farm and "connecting" with Robbie.  It was a different feeling, I didn't know if it was grief or the Malibu and pineapple juice but... he was just a gentle, sweet dude.  I really wanna say kid... but... he might read this, lol.  We talked a lot that night, he wasn't that annoying kid I thought he was all those years.
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As the week went on, we spent more and more time together, I really liked this dude.  But... again, in my mind I'm thinking this is just the grief... its my break-up/rebound if you will....  and when I get back to OH and my ex, things will chill and it will just be a little time spent with a cool guy.  I remember getting his phone number from a mutual friend of ours while we were both still in KY sooo.....  I texted him to see if he would reply...  He sure did.  We ended up going to dinner with my mom and some others and we were sitting in the back of the car and he reached for my hand...  to this day, I literally blush when I think about it.  It was sweet, gentle and his way of telling me I'm not only here for your mom and brother, I'm here for you too.  He was there when my fiancé (well, ex by now) wasn't.  Id like to say the rest is history but....
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The week went and this time he had to go back to MN, his life was there and mine in Ohio.  It was inevitable.  I had fallen super hard for him within that week.  Again, I feel like, at that time it was the grief.  I honestly didn't know when he dropped me off at my apartment in Ohio, on his way back to MN, that we would ever really speak again.  But we did...  we had a long distance relationship before facetime, video messaging...  all we had was texts and phone.  He would also mail me letters and packages.  We connected, we got to know each other mentally not physically.  We talked on the phone for hours and hours on end.  Gosh, we talked about everything!  My parents, memories, my brother, his family, our dreams and goals, did we align, where was all of this going?  Do we have a future?  We talked about it all.
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In case you are wondering...  My ex ended up moving back to MN although it took him about a month to get back there.  
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I took a trip back to MN to be with my mom for a week or so.  Robbie didn't live in the same city at that time, he was away at college.  I flew in and he got me at the airport and I stayed with him for a few days.  I hadn't seen him in over a month.  At this point, we were both saying I love you, it was a deep mental bond we shared.  I was a little worried about the physical part of things honestly.  This guy whom I have spent countless hours with on the phone, will we have a physical attraction to each other?  
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Let me slide in a little story here...  its our FAVORITE memory of the two of us..  I got to the airport in OH, the first trip I took, the one mentioned right above.  I checked in and asked what row I was in she told me 39.  I asked how many rows there were, she said 45... welp... that wasn't going to work well.  I asked if I could be moved up more on the plane.  She told me I needed to check at the ticket counter at the gate.  Well, it was a full flight so unfortunately, I was stuck at the back...  I remember landing and literally jogging as fast as I could to the front to de-plane as quick as I could.  I wanted to see him SO bad!!  I didn't run through the airport but...  I walked incredibly fast.  It felt like the longest walk of my life.  Pretty sure my calves hurt the next day, lol.  I remember getting to baggage claim and there he was inside, waiting for me, I ran towards him and we hugged and kissed and it was just the best thing.  I cried, he cried.  We literally stood there for 5 minutes hugging and kissing.  We didn't care.  We were crazy in love.  We just kept smiling at each other, giggling.  I knew then, he was mine... forever.  I'm pretty sure he felt the same.  To this day, we can both tell you what the other was wearing.  He had on old black work boots, dirty jeans a white T and his Carhartt jacket.  I really do think, for me, in that moment is when I knew I wanted this to work, I wanted his last name, I wanted to spend my life with him.  I'm telling you, that feeling was intense.  To this day, although we get mad at each other daily, we will have that feeling.  
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So... we spent some time together, studying each other, figuring out weaknesses as we were together, triggers, we literally would just sit and look at each other because again, we had no facetime, no video messaging when we were apart.  We wanted the physical part.  We wanted to see each other smile and cry and what we wore on a date, around the house...  It was the best.  He called into work sick almost everyday I was there.  He went to school a few days but it was so hard.  We wanted every second with each other.  The feelings we both felt for each other were seriously so strong and intense.  
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This was us when I came to visit.  This was basically us the entire time I was there.  This picture makes my heart flutter.  
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I might add in here, now I guess, Robbie let my bother know about our relationship and my brother didn't take it well.  Actually, he flipped out.  My mom, although she adored Robbie, she wasn't big on this new found relationship either.  Over time, my mom grew fond of the fact we were together.  I am not sure my brother still ever got fully over it, 12 years later....
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The week ended and I headed back home.  We promised to make it work, no matter how hard it might get.  He ended up moving to Ohio in May, after his first year in college to be with me.  We ended up breaking up around November and he moved back to MN.  My mom was actually really struggling with my dads death so I moved back as well.  I helped my mom with things she needed done, kept her company, we hung out, we laughed, we cried.  Although I missed Robbie, I knew my mom needed me.  
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Robbie and I ended up hanging out here and there even though we were broken up.  I didn't realize then, the pain of the break-up (it was my fault) was for a reason.  God always has a way, we just don't see it amidst the emotion of everything.  If Robbie didn't leave, I never would have gotten time with my mom like I had, time with my girlfriends, time to be wild and free.  I literally jumped from one long-term relationship to the other with no me time in-between.  I needed him to leave, I needed what I got those 3 months or so we were apart.  Little did I know, soon my mom would be diagnosed with cancer.  Those few months we had, I hold crazy, crazy close to my heart.  I actually thank Robbie, still to this day for leaving.  It was a blessing in a deep disguise.  
We went skiing one day.. well we actually just went down the bunny hill 3 times or so, took pics and called it a day lol.
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In February we officially got back together.  My mom made her way back home to KY to make a new life there. Robbie and I hung around in MN for a month or so.  We were wild rebels and we put some cities/states in a jar and drew.  I had a college degree so really, it was cities we wanted to live but also being responsible, in where we knew I could get a job.  We ended up moving to Charlotte, NC.  Literally, the most favorite place I have ever lived.  We had so much fun there.  We worked hard but man... we played harder.  Charlotte's night life is the best.  We just had a blast, exploring the city, no true responsibilities except our animals and rent.  It was such a fun time together. 
My mom came to visit us in Charlotte and we had so much fun together.
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We made our way to KY for Thanksgiving and he bought me a ring.  He took me to a store I picked out about 5 or so choices and went back in the car and waited.  I am literally the most impatient person and I hate surprises.  But, he held onto this ring, with what felt like years!!!!!!!!!!!!  One night we decorated our Christmas tree with this cute ornament, "Our first Christmas Together" with little hugging snowman...  He put that ornament and the ring on a branch and asked me to marry him.  I wasn't sure if I wanted too, his timing didn't align with mine and I had started to change my mind...  KIDDING!!!!!!!!  HAHAHA!!!  I mean seriously... about time bro!  
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We were excited and shared the news with everyone.  Life was perfect until June came and my mom got sick.  Really sick, terminally sick.  We made the brave decision to move to KY to help her, with every intent to move back to Charlotte, eventually.  Well, in July we got pregnant with Carter, amidst everything going on.  We were so confused about the timing.
Baby Carter.
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Robbie and I got married in April 2012, the same way my parents did... in a little chapel in the TN mountains..  just us and a preacher man... and... baby Carter who was about 2 weeks old. 
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My mom sadly passed away in July 2012.  She lived to see her grandbaby.  It was the most special bond.  (I will do a blog on my moms illness in depth and detail soon.  It will be a hard one) 
Robbie and I have ended up staying in KY and making a life.  We make each other mad daily but... we still love each other so stinkin' much.  He's my forever and my favorite love story.
Thanks for reading friends.  
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XOXO,
Sam C.

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