Okay girls, get ready for this story because Melece is a trooper!
Can you imagine your man coming home and not being in the same country??
She's amazing and this story will truly melt your heart!
Congrats Melece!
We sincerely wish you all the best :)
"Peter and I met our Freshman year at BYU-H. His home is Seattle, Washington, and mine is somewhat unestablished as my parents live overseas as American Diplomats. Because of this, our reunion was not as simple as I'd wish .He came home June 25th. At this point I was staying in Vienna, Austria with my parents. Thanks to the 9 hour time difference, it was 10pm my time by the time I saw his sister's "He's home!!" status on Facebook. I refreshed my page at least a hundred times that night, and when I finally fell asleep, I woke 4 or 5 times during the night just to check some more.Around 5am my time, I saw he had posted a status, which I liked, and almost immediately got a Skype request in response. I was still in bed, smooshed face, bed head, PJs and all, and he hadn't slept in over 38 hours, but it was amazing. We spent most of that first call just grinning at each other like complete goons.Time difference made it a total nightmare for me to get to talk to him. I'd stay up super late, and wake up very early just so we could Skype. That's how I knew I was still in love - it was totally worth it to me. teehee.As I live in Hawaii, not Seattle like Peter does, I wasn't going to be able to actually see him until he came back for Fall semester, until... my dad booked my flight back home with a 7 hour layover in Seattle! (Bless his soul).Peter was there waiting for me at the airport. I was seriously shaking all over when I saw him. I hugged him and wouldn't let go. He asked how my flight was but I couldn't speak for a good 5 minutes, which I think thoroughly amused him.We drove over to a little park, set up a blanket under a tree and just sat and laughed and cuddled and talked for 6 hours. It was pure bliss. Even the moments where we didn't say anything were just amazing, because it felt sooo good to have him back. I had all these fears that we wouldn't have anything to talk about, or it would be awkward, or I would no longer feel something for him, but all those fears turned out to be completely unfounded in reality.
We were cuddly, but he totally hadn't kissed me yet, and as we were getting down to the last ten minutes before I needed to go, I finally just demanded, "are you going to kiss me or what???" A girl can only be patient so long.Ultimately, the two year wait for a kiss from my missionary was so incredibly worth it.
Now the countdown carries on. 51 days until he's back in Hawaii with me, and then we never have to be apart again.
I'm so grateful for you ladies in this group getting me through these 2 years. I have made such great friendships, and have been loved and supported as if by sisters. I am eternally grateful, and will definitely keep you all updated in our story as it comes. "Love,Melece
