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From lust... to earnest love
Contributed by: Tiffany Moore on 2/14/2007

It was 1991, and I was a sophomore at Englewood High School. I had study hall with a senior named Josh Moore. He was one of the cutest boys in the school, or I might even say "HOT"! He also happened to be a charmer. I was oblivious to how many other girls might be after him. We started passing notes, but soon the notes became longer and we started journaling to each other. Hmmm... I wonder where that journal is now? I haven't seen it since that year!

Unfortunately, he was going to be graduating in May. We kept flirting and writing to each other, and the months flew by. Then came May. So after singing in the Graduation Ceremony choir, I joined everybody for a huge party at Jason Park. We talked and laughed, and hung out and played volleyball until everyone had gone home and the sun had started to set. At that moment,everything seemed magical! Josh and I spent the rest of the evening together and the rest of that summer. He was so romantic, leaving love notes and cards everywhere! We spent every day together that we could, swimming, suntanning and playing volleyball until sundown. I was" IN LUST"!

A true summer romance , but then it was over. We talked here and there for the rest of 1991 but then lost touch. I saw Josh again in 1993 after tragedy struck his life. Spending time with him again did make me miss him, but we didn't get back together.

Again, we lost touch. At this time, we were both adults and as I would go out with my friends I would always have one eye on the lookout for Josh.

As a young adult I was very materialistic, never wanted to get married, never wanted to have kids. The next series of events took my breath away. In 1995 my Aunt called me at work to tell me that Josh had been badly injured and was hospitalized and in an induced coma. My world took on a completely different meaning. In the immediate weeks that followed, I started thinking that there has got to be more to life than working, partying, and sleeping.

I sent Josh flowers when he returned home and then contacted him by phone. It was wonderful to hear his voice, and a miracle that he survived. We started seeing each other again periodically. After a while, the days grew shorter as autumn was coming, but our time together grew longer and longer. Once again we found ourselves with each other every day, before work, after work, as often as possible. We were formally a couple as of October, 1995. We became engaged and I was " IN LOVE".

Life comes at you fast. At the end of 1995, Josh and I were supposed to meet for dinner. When the minutes kept passing by and he didn't show up, I knew something was terribly wrong. Sure enough he had been in a car accident that resulted in him having to go through reconstructive surgery on his face.

That, of course, was not the end of our struggles. We were, as the song says, "Like Two Sparrows in a Hurricane, trying to find our way, the world says they'll never make it, but Love says they will".

We put off the engagement as other troubles ensued; finances and discovering our differences.

We persevered and finally got married in November, 1997. For years we have dealt with chronic illnesses with him and I, our daughters premature birth (and everything that comes with that), and many, many surgeries for him,our daughter, and myself. Now, 16 years after we wrote our first love note, we are living back in Englewood, the town where it all began. We have two children and a quaint little home.

We are living, laughing, loving, crying and fighting for our marriage. Nobody said it would be easy, but no one ever said it would be this hard. We have never had much as far as material things go. We planned our own wedding at a clubhouse, we did not have a honeymoon, we lived in apartments until this year and we go on an annual vacation to Manitou Springs, Colorado. I feel very different now, than I felt over a decade ago. My life is brilliant! I am married, I have two kids, and I have next to nothing material, but somehow... I have everything. I now have " EARNEST LOVE".

As Karen Jobes wrote; Earnest Love speaks not so much of intensity, but of a love that persists despite difficulties.

Sincerely, Tiffany







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Tiffany Moore

ENGLEWOOD , CO

Tiffany Moore has posted 4 stories and 4 comments since joining on 10/29/2006. Tiffany Moore 's average story rating is 4.76.
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