Awww...yours is lovely, I LOVE airport scenes and its a show of commitment to say something like that..
here's mine.......... Met Padhraig (there, I'm so mushy I've typed his name! Its pronounced PAW-RIGG) when a mutual friend ran for student election in April 1996. We had chemistry from the beginning but even though we were both single we did nothing about it til June when we kissed at an end of college term party hosted by the friend who introduced us.
We both went home for the summer, him to Sligo, me to Wexford (350miles from Sligo) for a month and then back to Limerick where we went to college (200 miles from Sligo!) for the rest of the summer, we didn't contact each other at all.
I had my "wild" summer, I lived with a group of guy friends from my class and we partied A LOT! (if I hadn't I don't think we would be together now!)
Back to college in September, I can still remember the first time I saw him when he came back after the summer. I was plastered, just having been offered a job, and was on crutches because I had fallen into a hole and broken my toe on the way home from a party. He was sober and scared!
SIX very frustrating weeks passed , we spent loads of time together talking but I felt he was holding back and I didn't want to make an idiot of myself and eventually I decided with a friend that if P and I didn't get together "by Wednesday" then I was moving on from my infatuation! I even refused my brother to come visit me that night!
So this friend and I got some of our college societies' budgets (she was in the same one as P) and had a mutual event which involved us buying drinks, hiring a room and only inviting 15 people of our choosing.
That night we got together, and he asked me to go out with him. October 30, 1996.
We have a distance story too..in February 97 when we were together only 3 months he was doing a college work placement in NYC and was going to be gone til September. We talked about it and agreed we didn't want to break up just because of that, and I decided to spend the summer in the US. So for four months I survived on a once a week phonecall and the odd letter (I wrote to HIm all the time!) this was before email was very common!
I was so scared going out there in June, but my 21st was the first day of my finals and he sent me 21 red roses, and a fedex package with a handmade voucher for a helicopter ride around NYC, concert tickets for a concert in NY and a weekend in Washington DC. I was bowled over, and I knew I had made the right decision.
We had such a good summer together and I applied to do a Masters in Limerick as I was a year ahead of him in college. September 1998 we moved to Dublin, P to do his Masters and me to work and we decided to move in together, (with 2 friends from college) it was a completely practical as opposed to romantic/serious thing to do and it worked out unbelievably well.
We moved in on our own in August 2002 and bought our house together last July. I am glad I took the risk on those few months in 1997!
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AWWW!! Here's mine...LONG!
(if I hadn't I don't think we would be together now!)
He was sober and scared!
, we spent loads of time together talking but I felt he was holding back and I didn't want to make an idiot of myself and eventually I decided with a friend that if P and I didn't get together "by Wednesday" then I was moving on from my infatuation! I even refused my brother to come visit me that night! 
