A LOVE STORY…
OUR ENGAGEMENT PHOTOSHOOT NOVEMBER 2017
Here’s Bo and I’s love story that lead to the announcement of our pregnancy on Instagram.
A LOVE STORY (PART 1) — Happy belated 5 YEAR Anniversary Bowen for Oct. 3rd (but we all know we’ve loved each other longer than that!). It has been a crazy few months, actually, a crazy year! But no better time than now to celebrate! I’ve always wanted to tell our love story so why not share it here in this very space of love, especially since some of you have been around since the very beginning. So here it is… I remember the first time I saw Bo. It was at a party on NYE and I was 17 years old. Bo is a couple of years older than me so I only really knew him through mutual friends. I wasn’t going to see him again until 2 years later. We grew up in separate towns that were about 20km apart. I lived in Horsham, and Bo lived in Murtoa. In 2009, I started University in Horsham to study Nursing and Bo’s Mum was my teacher. In November of that year, my friend Nerissa and I went out to the local pub for a night out. We were standing at the bar, and across the room I saw Bo, not recognising him from before. I whispered to Nerissa, “Who’s that guy? He’s gorgeous!”. She answered, “That’s our teachers’ son, Bo Thomas”. I then replied in absolute awe, “I’m going to marry him, can you go say something to him for me?”. Nerissa already knew him, so it wasn’t going to be too awkward! But, maybe she kinda made it awkward because Bo looked over at me with a weird look on his face whilst she was whispering in his ear. I instantly felt mortified. Nerissa came back and told me what she said to him. It’s MA 15+ rated, so I’ll exclude it from this story, but she was a bit naughty! Anyways, the night was young and I didn’t want to worry over a boy, so we danced the night away and then finished up at the late-night takeaway shop for some chips and gravy! There I finally got to chat (briefly) to Bo. He and his friend were about to jump in a taxi, but we quickly exchanged numbers. During that summer, we drunk called and texted each other all the time - laughing, talking... not thinking too much about what was going to happen. Little did we know, that soon our lives were never going to be the same again.
A LOVE STORY (PART 2) — The summer of 2010 had been a good one so far for me, the start of a new decade and new beginnings. I was 20 years young and had the world at my feet. Bo had moved away to Geelong for university, but I knew he was home working for the summer. Besides our drunk calls and texts, we still hadn’t seen each other since the night we exchanged numbers. Saturday, January 23rd, 2010... this night feels like it was yesterday. I was going out to the local pub with some girlfriends and received a text from Bo. He asked me if I’d like to meet him out at the pub (finally!!). My heart was racing, my stomach full of butterflies. This guy, who I hardly knew — literally was taking my breath away. I was nervous but so excited to finally, properly meet and talk with him. I’d been unlucky in love, recently coming out of a long term relationship that ended sour, really didn’t have me in the mood to meet someone else, let alone fall in love. But fate decided otherwise. I met Bo at the bar. We talked, we hung out, had a few drinks, we hit it off straight away! There was this insane chemistry going on between us, something I’d never felt with anyone else before, and I know Bo felt the same — it’s like we already knew each other from a time before. We leaned in for a kiss, just a small peck, and we gently pulled away smiling at each other. Did this just happen? A kiss so small but the whole entire world stood still. The bar closed, and we walked home together. We made incredible love, and in the morning — we said goodbye to one another with that same small peck and smile. You see, we both weren’t ready for “us” right then and there (and we wouldn’t be for a long time) even though the passion and lust for one another were sky-high. It wasn’t until 2 months later, that the spark would be reignited…
A LOVE STORY (PART 3) — I then moved to Ballarat (a town 2hrs away) to complete my Nursing studies. I loved living out of home and just like most uni students, I was loving life making new friends and partying. It was strange though, I hadn’t heard from Bo since our night together? I had no expectations, but I was starting to think that maybe it was just one of those things where you’re supposed to meet and connect with that person, and then that’s it... for experience? A lesson? A mistake??? Me being a little self-righteous and stubborn, I didn’t want to text him. After having this thought, the next day Bo texted me. He apologised for not texting me sooner, he’d been overseas for a month. We flirted via text for a few weeks, playing around with the thought of catching up. When would I see this guy again?! Sunday, April 11th, 2010 — we finally locked in a date night after juggling uni, work and life! The drive from Ballarat to Geelong is only an hour, so after finishing an essay, I jumped straight in the car to see him. I wasn’t as nervous this time. I felt calm. I pulled up at the front of his house, and he too had just pulled up after returning from a dinner with family. We got out of our cars, he stood still and I started walking over to him. My heart racing, I could feel it in my mouth. His eyes, his smile, our souls on fire. We hugged. Bo still says to this day that that very hug felt like he was finally H O M E. I felt the same. Bo said in his vows, “falling for you wasn’t falling at all, it was like walking into a house, and knowing you’re home”. After years of pain, love and loss the both of us had been through — we were finally home. From that night on, we saw each other every moment we could. During the week, on the weekends, I’d even skip class to stay in Geelong an extra night. If we were missing each other, one of us would jump in the car in the middle of the night and drive to be together. We were inseparable. Every moment I could, I’d make being wrapped in his arms my priority. He was all I could see. I was falling fast for him... Was this it?
A LOVE STORY (PART 4) — Not all love stories follow a straight path, look at Romeo and Juliet? Lucky for us, there wasn’t family rivalry or death involved! But there was a lot of insecurity, distrust, jealousy... confusion amongst the lust and passion — how could two people that love each other so much, not seem to make it work? Being young and passionately in love, had us both trying to figure it all out over the next few years. At this point, we still weren’t ready for “us”, the real, deep and forever “us”. We were naive and took each other for granted, and we both didn’t know who we were as individuals as cliche as that may sound. So, our on-again, off-again relationship was the known drama of Geelong and surrounds of 2010/11. I would need to write an entire novel on what happened at that time. Fast forward to January 2012, Bo moved overseas. When I saw his car drive away, I broke down, my heart shattered into a million pieces. But I had to stay strong. I was about to start my Graduate Nursing year at the hospital. Big opportunities for the both of us... but how was this fair? Why couldn’t we make this work? We decided to stay friends, which worked for a bit, but then it didn’t. I got another boyfriend, Bo was travelling all over. After a year, Bo returned home earlier than expected. It shocked me, but I felt drawn to him, and after the thought of seeing him again, he sent me a text. “I need to see you”. We decided to give it another go for a few months, but then Bo went overseas again for 7 months. Then he came home, and we were together again for 6 months. Then in June 2014, I went overseas by myself. I needed to. I had to. I wasn’t who I was supposed to be yet, and neither was Bo. It was the thing that we both needed, the final hurdle to jump to at last bring twin flames together. During our times apart though, with thousands of miles between us — we never lost contact and were always madly in love with each other. I guess we both knew that we really were just meant to be, we just had to trust the timing of our lives, and the timing was about to be finally right. After 4 months of solo travel, I came home...
OUR WEDDING DAY FEBRUARY 2019
A LOVE STORY (PART 5) — October 3rd, 2014, I’d just landed at Melbourne Airport late afternoon. Dad took me to get my car and I drove straight to Bo’s house. We’d been Skyping and talking almost every day on my trip. After all these years, was this finally it? I battled with these constant thoughts on the drive there — are we getting back together? Is this just going to be the same as before? After finally stepping into my own, was I ready to share that with him? Was he ready? I pulled up in his driveway, the steering wheel sweaty from my palms. I knocked on his door, my hands trembling, heart racing. He answered with the most heartfelt smile I’d ever seen. We stared at each other in absolute awe. I broke the tender silence with three words, “Is this it?” — he replied, “This is it”. He reached out for my hand, pulled me close to his chest, and gave me a small peck. The world stood still. We were finally ready for us, the real, deep, forever us. And we’ve never looked back... We’d grown into the people we were supposed to become and finally, twin flames are now soul mates. Together we’ve travelled to 19 countries, lived in Thailand, climbed Everest Basecamp and swam in the Dead Sea. Through the highest of highs and the lowest of lows, we’ve always found our way back to each other. Now, 10 years later, 9 months married, just moved into our home that we built together with our fur babies, I can’t wait to see where life will take us next. What will the next chapter of A LOVE STORY be?
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Love, Mary xx
