Aug 12, 2012

Dance Magic, Dance: My Love Story



Once upon a time, years before I was born, in a sweet southern town, two best friends were giggling, gossiping, and dreaming about their futures.  While flipping through magazines and sharing secrets about boyfriends, I imagine them wishing the same thing I wished for with my childhood best friends. That was that when they each got married and had kids, that their kids would become best friends, or would even get married, and they would have a connection for the rest of their lives.  I guess they really did make this wish because many years later, that wish came true.  Here is my mom and mother in law in high school.  They went everywhere together, lived at each others houses, and were as close as two friends could be.  They were the girls who were to cool for school, and if you look closely to their yearbook pep rally photos, you can spot them in the back row rolling their eyes!  This is my favorite photo of them from their Junior yearbook.  



They both got married and drifted apart, although always keeping in touch through the years.  My mom had me in 1985, and her best friend Becky had her first son, Cameron the year later.  My mother said that when I saw new baby Cameron for the first time I gave him a kiss on the cheek.  They would reunite over the years when me and Cameron were children, and we would play together.  I remember is bowl cut and big bright smile. He remembers my glasses and long red braids.  As we got into our high school years we lived in different states, and my mom sent Becky my senior picture, at which point Cameron showed it to his friends and said that I was his girlfriend.  I had no idea at the time but was so flattered when I found out!  I moved to back home to Alabama for college, and Cameron and I were an hour away for 5 years before we reunited for the first time.  

Lets go back to that magical day when I heard his voice for the first time since we were children.  
I was sitting alone in my apartment watching the my favorite childhood movie, the Labyrinth, something very comforting to me.  Me and my boyfriend of a few months had just ended our relationship and I although I was sad, I was eager to start my single gal life, because I hadn't been really single in 5 years.  A scary yet exciting new chapter was about to unfold.



  I was just settling in to my new found independence from love when, "RING, RING"!  My phone was aglow with a strange area code and unknown number when I hesitantly decided to answer.  It was a boy, with a very eager and excited voice, almost like a game show host's voice, on the line.  He stated that he was Patrick, friend of a great single guy named Cameron Compton.  He suggested that me and Cameron go on a date, because he, like me, just got out of a relationship, and on the very same day as I did.  Future investigations proved that our mothers had spoken and discussed our newly found relationship statuses, and had employed Patrick to set up the longtime anticipated date of Cameron and I.  According to our mothers, we were a perfect match.  I had seen Cameron's photo his Facebook page before,  and found him to have outgrown his bowl cut and transformed into what I deemed as the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen.  The photo was artistically composed, black and white, and could only belong to the profile of an extremely cool person.  So when Patrick wanted to know if I was available to date with my dream guy, I panicked (was I ready to go on a date? I mean I just because single!), said I was busy, and that Cameron could call me back if he wanted.  Then I prayed that he would.  Little did I know that he was unaware that Patrick called me, and when he found out, he immediately called me to prove that he was man enough to ask his dates out on his own!   When he called me about an hour later I agreed to go on a date with him without hesitation.  I couldn't allow myself not to go, something just felt so right about it.  It felt like the stars were beginning to align and like magic was dancing all around me.  We met at a concert the next day and the rest is history!

Three years after our first date I still remember watching my future husband walk towards me in the pouring rain, with his same boyish, big, bright smile that made me feel like the sun had just burst through all of the storm clouds.  The concert got rained out, but our love never did.  

Engagement shot :)  Getting me flowers from the flower cart :)
There is the infamous Patrick, dancing in the background behind Cam and I.

Our love keeps growing!

Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust

Love Cassidy


1 comment:

  1. What a cute cute family!! Xo
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