Let's just say that John and I semi grew up together. We realized each other existed during middle school at Hernando. Our parents knew of each other from their high school days, our mothers at one point worked together, and our sisters played volleyball together. We even found out that our grandparents knew of each other. I guess you could say our lives were intertwined before we even knew it. The first time John and I talked was at a volleyball game, we sat in the bleachers chatting and thus began our short conversations. Once we were both in high school, I'll admit I always had a small crush on him. I thought he was a very cute guy...and might I add had a gorgeous singing voice. Our paths really crossed when we had 3rd period Spanish together my junior, his senior year. He sat by me, and I let him look on my paper:) We really got to know each other during this year of Spanish, and my feelings for him began to thicken. I was smitten over John McCormick, however I was scared of admitting because of him possibly not feeling the same way. Well, the school year ended, he graduated and I thought that was that. It was just fun flirting between two people. The summer began, and on July 4, I receive a phone call from none other than John McCormick. He had just gotten back from his senior trip to Hawaii and wanted to come over and hang out. I was so thrilled, but extremely nervous at the same time. He came over, we hung out and had a good time. As he was leaving, he said he wanted to see me again before he left for basic training. So on July 10 (which we consider our anniversary) he came over again. I knew then that I had fallen already for him, and I could tell he liked me...maybe just a little at this point. That night before he left, he promised to write and call me as soon as he was able too. I talked to him the next day while he was waiting for the bus in Texas, and that was the last I heard from him for what seemed forever.
About three weeks passed and I had yet to receive any letter. My hopes were down because other people had been getting letters from him. It was about 4 weeks after he left, when he called. If my luck could not be any worse, my brother had my phone causing me to miss his call. He left a voicemail saying he would call back tomorrow. I had a funeral to go to that day and knew I was not going to be able to answer his call. So, I left a special voicemail on my phone. "Hey ya'll, this is Amber. Sorry I missed your call but leave your info and I'll call ya back. PS...if this is a special someone from Texas, I am at funeral and will not be able to talk until 12. If you can call back then:)" Sure enough, he called back. We walked for a long time and he asked if I had been getting his letters. I responded no. His first response was asking if my address was correct, for I was one of the first people he had written. Well after our conversation, I asked my parents if they had received any mail for me. The more my dad thought about it, he realized we had not received ANY mail for going on about a week. Come to find out, someone had filled out a form at the post office to hold their mail and it was put towards our address. When my dad returned from the post office, there was a ton of mail including a letter addressed to me from John:) From that phone call and that letter on, we began writing back and forth and talking on the phone as much as he was able too. Little did we know that this would begin a relationship that would evolve into marriage!! The first 5 months we were together were strictly letters and phone calls. It would not be until Thanksgiving that we saw each other and Christmas til he was actually home!! Next was college, then came the BEST proposal a girl could every ask for....
(awful quality) But this is the FIRST picture we ever took!!
July 10, 2006
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