when we heard other couples of our age in our stake talking about their problems with their significant other because lol we never had problems! Ok...maybe we bickered once or twice but never did we get into a fight or a huge argument. We were always on the same page about everything so there was never any room to fight! Again...it was perfect. Paul broke up with me the weekend after Senior Ball. It was weird...that whole week prior to him breaking up with me...I had this very strong feeling it was going to happen. Nothing was going on in our relationship that would make him want to break up with me but...I knew something was up. I even remember telling him the week before that if he ever had the impression or prompting that he shouldn't be dating me anymore that he needs to just tell me instead of holding it in. Well, that following Sunday we went in my car after his church where he broke up with me. I was devastated. I didn't understand why. All I knew was that "right now...I'm not suppose to be dating you, Olivia". 
It was an impression he had had for 4 weeks and he was trying so hard to ignore it or to try to make sense of this impression the Lord had given him. We had no idea why we had to break up but, as amazing as Paul is, he told me "Olivia, I need to do the Lord's will over my own will. I don't know why I have to break up with you but I know that you are the one thing that means the most to me and the Lord knows that. I feel like this is a way for me to show to him that I am willing to give up the one thing I love the most to do his will." The break up sucked. Not going to lie. But, because Paul's and I relationship was on such a high spiritual, trusting, loving level...I knew what was needed to be done was something that had to be done. Of course, three days after we break up he gets a job that ends up paying for his entire mission (his parents told him beginning of May our senior year that he had to pay for his entire mission and he turned 19 in September...), gets called to serve the mission of his dreams ever since he was a little boy (Berlin, Germany), and many other little blessings that came his way. It wasn't until after all the heartache, pain, battles of us getting each other jealous that it all made sense why we needed to break up.He was a complete jerk to me right before he left haha but he apologized a million times in his first letter to me from the MTC and I of course easily forgave him...
I could never be mad at that boy...no matter how much he hurts me. We've been writing back and forth for the past year now. It hasn't been consistent (because Germany takes a long time to get mail and he is SO busy in his mission...his P-days aren't even P-days...they only last for like, 5 hours if that) but we still write to each other like we are best friends :) I sent him a package for his one year mark. Inside is a pillow case I made for him of the characters from the movie Cars, two bags of his favorite candy Reeses, 3 letters, a new tie, a bunch of pictures and some more candy! I think he's going to love it :)I cannot believe he is home in one year. I have no idea what's going to happen between us. I could be engaged by the time he gets home or even married! All I know is is that I love that boy to death and my life just hasn't been the same without him. I miss him, every day.
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