Halee pt 8: the TEA

So I guess I'll talk more about my boyfriend now. I know, ew right? I don't care. So I went to Brookland for 5 years of my life. He also went to school there. My dad started football there and coached it for just as long. He also started peewee football and yep, my boy played. I was always around during football practice and helped at peewee games. I went to the same church as him for probably 3 years, too. It's called Journey and it wasn't very big at the time. No, we had no clue who each other was. We didn't know each other existed for the 5 YEARS we co-existed in church, football or school. It still blows my mind. Looking back, he requested to follow me on Instagram but I declined it because I didn't know him. Oops. I moved to Montana and lived there for 3 years, and when I was going into 10th grade, I met him that summer. He came up on a mission trip to help with a Vacation Bible School camp that I always helped with. My mom had told me that there would be some boys around my age coming, and I was like oh cool maybe they play football or something. They rolled up to the camp and I was running around doing stuff and playing football and volleyball and whatever else there was to do before all the campers arrived. I walked up to him and said, "Hi I'm Halee. Are you from Jonesboro?" He said, "Yeah, I go to Brookland." I said, "NO WAY! I went to Brookland for 5 years." We were so confused as to why we didn't know each other, especially when he told me he played football. He didn't know my dad was the guy who started football at Brookland. We were shocked. Anyway, I proved to him that I could play football and that he couldn't catch, but what else is new, right? We started talking and I told him about how hard it was to be living around people who hate you and let you know it everyday. He told me about how he also had an abusive ex who manipulated and hurt him. We could related on so many levels. Fast forward about a month later and I go down to Arkansas to visit family and we meet up to hang out. He asked to date me and I was telling him it'd be so hard to be so far away but he said we'd make it. Well... 2 years and a month later (today) here we are. 2 proms, tons of football games, lots of fishing, lots of laughing, lots of food, memories, concerts and fun and some disagreements, but we're still here. We dated for a year while I was in Montana and he was here. 1,600 miles, which is about 26 hours one way apart has helped us with trust and loyalty. Being with him has been one of the greatest lessons I have ever learned about trust, loyalty and love. I'm sure not done with him yet. This one has been my favorite. 3 left.