I went away to run basketball camps at elementary schools in the Virgin Islands for a week and a half. I was prepared with sunscreen, headbands, and a passion to play sports with kids, no thoughts of any guy entering my life. A year ago I had learned that I could be happy without a man in my life, that I was strong and independent and didn’t one to be happy. Never had a boyfriend and was proud. 2010 was the best year I had,
I was strong, confident, and didn’t need any man to make me happy. I prayed and asked for a guy who would love me without makeup, without my hair done, and would love me even when he’s seen all my flaws. Of course there was more…see I’m picky…but its all details. I guess that’s why I didn’t see it coming… I went on a trip to play basketball, not meet a guy at the chruch’s youth group. It was simple. He was playing basketball with the other youth groupers and the guys from my schools team. I thought he was extremely attractive, but I was just looking. There was something about him…I ended up watching him all night, without even meaning too… He would get pizza, I would watch, he would talk to someone, I would watch…and no not in the creepy/stalker way, in the I’m not really looking your way kinda way cause I want you to notice me. I had left the room where we were all eating and went outside to sit on the court. I was the only person from our team of 16 outside, and along he came…with about 8 other people. He had a football in his hand and without trying to flirt I told him to show me what he’s got and pass it to me. Take note that I am extremely shy…he did throw it though and I passed it back in a perfect spiral if I may add. Before I could undo my flirt, I realized I was a mess, the sun had burned me red and my hair was a rats nest of knots. I looked like a straight up mess. But something about me  must have caught his eye because he asked me to join them in a 3-on-3 for fun..me of course on his team…and I..all ugly… said yes. The next two days he came back to the church we were staying at and hung around us. I was falling…faster than I hoped. I didn’t want to fall in love on this trip, it wasn’t why I went…but that’s how love works…its unexpected. I tried to deny it..blow it off as a fling…I thought I convinced myself. Then the night we had to leave he picked me up and spun me around and kissed me on the cheek goodbye… I got on the plane and realized he had slipped his number into my back pocket and I criedd up like a big suck because I knew this was more than a fling. 6 months later I went back to the Virgin Islands. 2 weeks after that we started dating. 8 months later and I realize that I’m in love with someone who is everything I prayed for, who unexpectedly came into my life, who had prayed to meet a girl just like me. Maybe you don’t believe in a greater power, but, I know this made my faith a lot stronger, cause I am with a friend, I’m with a lover, I’m with my first and very well could be only boyfriend.