Happy Friday, everyone!
Today is a very special day in a couple of different ways. Not only is today is release of my Heaven's Rejects Vol 1 box set (links at the end of my post), but it is also my dear husband's thirty-third birthday. Something you may not know about me is that I tend to pick special days for releasing books. Birthdays, anniversaries, and special days of my childhood are the dates I look to when I am about to release a new book. Today is no exception.
I want to dedicate this post to my husband, Glen. Sappy? Maybe, but it's still going to happen.
My husband didn't start off in my live as a romantic interest. He was first off, my friend. In the small community we grew up in, everyone knew everybody. The crazy neighbors, the grumpy old men, and the ambitious kids. You knew their names, where they lived, and who they were related to. So, our paths crossing wasn't exactly a chance meeting like you would read in a romance novel, but it doesn't make our story any less special.
I still remember the first time I saw him. I was in kindergarten playing on the playground with a group of his friends on the grassy field surrounding it. He was a year older with lots of friends and played sports.
Me on the other hand was the book nerd girl who marched to the beat of her own drum.
We were two completely different people who had very different paths in life.
We were fast friends all throughout school until that awkward age of elementary/ junior high school happened. He turned to his sports career and I turned to my academics. But that period soon ended when we hit high school, a series of on-field injuries made sports impossible and he turned back to his school work now that a sports scholarship was out of the question. It wasn’t until my first year on the academic quiz bowl team that I realized how badly I was crushing on him. Like seriously crushing. He, on the other hand, was obliviously. Pay attention to that fact.
Giving up on him reciprocating my feelings, I dated a wrestling star from my sophomore year until almost the end of my senior year. Our break-up was devastating, but it opened the door for something else to blossom. You see my break-up came at a very bad time because it was two weeks before prom. My parents just spent a huge amount of money on my dream dress and, now I didn’t have a date. In steps Glen, my night in semi-formal dress. The weeks leading up to prom, our friendship turned into something more, but fears of the future sidelined it from developing anymore because Glen had accepted a scholarship offer to go to college in California. I was staying in state.
The new four years we kept in touch when we could. Texting and catching up when the other was home until he moved back home permanently to finish out his degree closer to home. While he in California I had settled into a pretty serious relationship with a man named Adam, but again, two weeks before graduation, I got the dreaded “It’s not you. It’s me e-mail.” Again devastated, I was an emotional wreck. But who should appear back into my life? Glen. He was fresh off of graduating college back in Indiana, and our paths fell back into place almost immediately after I moved back home while I was applying for jobs in Indianapolis.
That’s when everything changed in the right direction. We were together every moment we had behind our jobs. His then adopted nephew was the one who finally said enough already and called us on out not giving what we had between us a title just before Valentine’s Day 2009. We agreed that we were ready to pursue more and by June 2009, we were engaged. It was a whirlwind time in our lives. So happy yet so scared for the future. He had been offered a full-ride seminary scholarship in California and I was planning our wedding without him back in Indiana with the intent I was moving to California as soon as we were married.
But yet again, fate stepped in. Glen was injured on a rollercoaster and required medical attention that he wasn’t getting in California. He left his scholarship and came home, getting his shoulder fixed and stepping back in the church life he left behind.
From that point on, our life became a series of ups and downs from one medical crisis that nearly took him from me days before our wedding to another a few years later.
And now, you may be asking what the point of all this is. Why talk about my relationship history with my husband on a book blog? Well, that’s where things come full circle. The life I have lead with him from elementary school until present day is the reason why I am writing. The stories from our adventures together both good and bad often find themselves within the pages of my books.
Our story isn’t a fairytale romance, but it’s ours.
Bumps, triumphs, and failures.
It’s not perfect like the stories or characters I write.
But I wouldn’t change it any other way.
Happy Birthday to my real-life book boyfriend.
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Avelyn Paige is an Wall Street Journal and USA TODAY bestselling Motorcycle Romance author.