Thanksgiving in the United States is this on this very day. There will be plenty of turkey, plenty of family and plenty of football. This day always gets me to thinking about all of the blessings in my life. I have a great family, great friends, and though I am single I can reflect upon past relationships and be thankful for each one of them. I believe that every relationship serves a purpose to both parties involved. I think over my past relationships and can name a purpose for each one
. Today I am going to relate one of these to you.
Back in early 2004 I met a girl named Ashley. She was kind, thoughtful, funny, full of life, and all around adorable. I could almost pick her up and put her in my pocket. She loved her family, loved her dog, and (lucky for me!) she loved me by the spring of that year. In many ways, she was an all-American girl who I believe every guy needs to date at least once in his life. This might make some of you sick, but I don't remember a single fight the first few months of the relationship. We were just happy go lucky with not a care in the world. That all changed one Saturday night when she was raped
. Her soul went from open and warm to almost being like a fortress with many many guards on duty. And this gets me to the reason why I am thankful for this relationship. When things are easy you just don't really know the person whom you love. But when things get difficult, as it did for Ashley and I, that's when we truly begin to understand one another. That night destroyed her, but I know that I needed to be there for her in any way I could.
I did not know what that would entail, but I was mentally prepared for anything. In the end, what she ended up needing to know most of all, beyond whether she was pregnant, was to know that her family, friends and I would not see her any differently
. I can't speak for her family or friends, but as for me...I was so worried that I would, but when I looked into her eyes I still saw the same girl I loved.
I think that her support system in place at the time was so strong that she was able to recover as much as one can recover from something as horrific as that. This was the reasons I was with her. To this day, I remember her as the girl I loved who happened to have been raped, not the girl who was raped that I happened to love. Do you see the difference? For the time we were together, she was my Ashley no matter what.What past or present relationships are you most thankful for? Have you ever dated your 'Ashley'? Dated the all-American girl? Have you ever dated someone who was raped? How did you react?