Have you ever felt like you were destined to be at a certain
place, at a certain time? Or felt like you were put in a very moment for some
very reason?
I have. Let me explain…
As I previously mentioned in an earlier blog on how I “re-met”
Pedro and so on and so forth; well I have never really giving the entire scoop
of our past.
This may be a surprise to some, but I have known Pedro since
2006! I attended a party that he swears was at HIS apartment, I beg to differ. But
I’ll let him win that argument.
Anyway! We met there. Granted, I was in a fairly new
relationship so pursuing anything other than friends was far from my mind. But
Pedro on the other hand… *hands mic to P*
{LOL!}
Let’s just say he wanted more and wasn’t going to stop until he
got what he wanted. We all know it didn’t work out that way, but look at us
now.
Pedro moved to San Antonio to attend college and found work out
there. I know, I know, you’re also saying what I did, “Why San Antonio?!” I
love to tease him and say he’s from SA. He lived there for almost TEN YEARS!!
That’s pretty much his whole life. Ha.
So obviously we lost touch; we went on with our lives... until
the great thing called Facebook was discovered.
Pedro had found me and reached out to me; I immediately shut him
down! Not in a bad way, but because of where I was at that time in my life.
The entire ten years he was gone, I basically no longer knew
Pedro. We had zero contact and of course we could never bump into one another because
we were not in the same city.
But until Sunday, May 25th of 2014, that all changed.
I remember this day so vividly, it’s insane!! After Shaunda went
up to him, Pedro immediately asks if I want to go take a shot. I say okay and
knew the game was about to be laid on me.
Oh and it was.
We wait in line; Pedro gets his phone out and says, “Put your
number in my phone before I forget!” {reallllllll smoooooth, P!}
We go back, introduce friends to one another and we hung out at
that bar the remainder of the time. Once it was time to go he was SUPPOSED to
be going to different bar to watch the Spurs game and me and Shaun were in
Sunday Funday mode, so we were staying!
Pedro says to me: “No, you’re coming with me!”
Me: “Oh am I?!”
Little did he know, I was going to make him stay with ME. What
do you think happened next…?
He stayed with me. J
It’s funny that we met around the time of basketball playoffs,
finals, whatever you want to call it because now, we take it serious that we
watch the games together. After all, it’s a huge significance to our story. Just
a little fun fact for ya!
The next day was Memorial Day which equaled no work. If you don’t
already know, I am a huge LeBron fan and he played that Monday. That same day
Pedro and a friend met me and Shaun to watch the game.
I tell Pedro all the time,”I remember EXACTLY what you were
wearing that Monday”: jeans, a black Burberry polo and black Converse. Another
thing I don’t think he knows I’ll never forget about that Monday is when he kissed
me on my forehead when I left home.
*SWOON*
Lastly, I want to share a quick story that is funny and means so
much to me because it was pretty much the first time I was ever with Pedro
alone.
Again, he came to meet me and friends at The Park to watch
basketball. Well at the time I was a Corona Girl and needed to go pick up my
uniforms for work {for some odd reason I left my truck at the nail shop and
Shaun picked me up to go to The Park}.
Pedro offered to take me to get my uniform. We go and it is off
The Drag, kind of by campus. The text said the bag would be on a bench. Mind
you, if I read that is was going to be on a bench in an apartment complex, wouldn’t
you immediately think of one that is a community bench?! Am I alone?! Don’t
leave me hangin’…
Nope, it was NOT a community bench that the bag was on. It was
the bench outside of the apartment door!! Wow, I was SO embarrassed!! P and I
literally circled that entire complex about five times. To the point where we
even broke a sweat.
Once the bag was found it was funny, but I was saying to myself,
“God, help me, why are you making me look like I have no idea what I am doing?!”
An hour and two sweaty backs later, we leave and he takes me
back to my truck.
On that ride back to my truck, ‘3005’ by Childish Gambino played
and ‘til this day, that has been our song.
Pedro,
Thank you for sticking by me on my uniform hunt, but most
importantly, for sticking by me through it all. I can’t believe it has been two
years since I saw you again. I thank God every day that I did. I can only
hope you’re just as thankful as I am for May 25th 2014.
I love you ‘til 3005.
XO, B
