When I Fell in Love

I’m going to give a little longer version of what led up to and how my husband and I met. When I was younger, like in high school and just out, I was definitely a completely different person than I am now. I had short hair, wore t-shirts, jeans and chucks all the time and really didn’t care how dumb I acted cause I was always around friends and people like me. I love music. I love listening to it and I used to love playing piano. I wrote songs, poetry, whatever came to my mind. After high school, I didn’t want to go college right away, and I had always been really involved in my church and activities that involved some kind of ministry (drama, music, dancing). I decided that for 10 months, I was going to move to OKC, OK and be in Master’s Commission. It’s a *hardcore* ministry training program that is suppose to help with people’s aspirations of being in…well, ministry. First year students were not allowed to date or even talk to opposite sex for more than 5 minutes.

Being who I was, that was really difficult since I had a lot of guy friends and not a lot of girlfriends. Let’s just say, I didn’t follow the rules really well, but it still was a very good experience for me and I got a lot out of it. Anyway…I went into the program with someone that said that he would *wait* for me. Yeah, so THAT didn’t happen. Not sure what happened in that 10 months, but it’s all good. So, our team was in IN for 2 weeks going from church to church doing services, playing music, we even went to the Prison outside of Sullivan and ministered there. It was pretty interesting, but not something that I am called to do. Our last night in Indiana, we were playing music and singing at this Teen Cafe thing at a Methodist church. I guess it was some sort of open mic night too, cause that’s when HE entered. 🙂 OMG! If you knew me back then, you would think that I was silliest girl in the world. After we were done playing, it was a while after, but HE started talking to me. ME! J. had long Fabio looking hair, wore a white button up shirt that was un-buttoned at the top….*sigh* let’s just say he was beautiful, and me? not so much. I was 19, looking like a 16 year old, couldn’t hardly talk to him, couldn’t even look at him. I was smitten and still couldn’t believe he would talk to me.

He was confident, smooth with a nice smile. All I had going for me was that at the time, I could hacky sack 🙂 Not exactly something this guy was into. I was the kind of girl who hacky-sacked, wore chucks like no one’s business (trust me, they were nasty by the time I decided to throw them out), never wore a dress, didn’t tan or get my hair done at a salon. In short, everything I had done, I did it myself not knowing that someone could probably do it better. Soooo….What happened that night? Well, obviously I wasn’t really allowed to talk to him, so what did I do? I gave him my email address and that was it. He gave me his business card…let me say that again. His BUSINESS CARD. I’m a 19 year old, guy shy girl, and this guy gives me a his card. What do I do with that? I don’t call cause I’m too afraid of someone else picking up and I have ask for him.

After that night, I didn’t think that I would hear from him ever again. 3 weeks later, I get an email ❤ Oh yes…he finally made a move. Since then, we became friends and nothing more at that moment. I was still living in OKC and he was in IN.  I am originally from IN just so there isn’t any confusion as to why I wanted this to work more than anything. We basically became best friends, still going out on dates with other people and dating. It wasn’t anything serious between us cause we were too far apart.

I decided after living in OKC for almost a year to move back home. He was the first person I went to see when I came home. His home was still 2 hrs from mine, so he let me rest before I had to actually go home. Oh he kissed me 😀 I had NEVER been kissed like that before. Every time I knew that I was going to see, I would get butterflies in my tummy and felt like I could throw up, my heart would be so far up my throat. He became my world. He was it. Our first date was Sept. 6, 2005. After that, I thought this was going to be forever. Until…it came to my attention that I was always the one who was coming to see him, call him and whatever else that was suppose to be done in a relationship. I tried to break up with him. Yeah…That didn’t work. He said that he would do better, and he did 🙂 Things got a lot better. He would come see me and he called me almost every night. That’s all I wanted, to feel wanted. Well….

He told me that loved me Nov. 8, 2005. We then started talking about getting married. He proposed Jan. 11, 2006. We got married Sept. 30, 2006. This year will have been 6 years of marriage. It’s been a ride let me tell ya! But every year that we are married, we get better at it. Marriage is nothing to take lightly. You are with that person day in and day out. Nothing is private anymore and you just have to deal. He was my first and I his and there isn’t anything more special than that. Now we have our beautiful children, a good job, a nice home, but none of this would have happened if we would have never met. I think that God has a special someone for everyone, and if you have to meet the wrong ones first to know when you have met the right one, then that’s ok too. Cause trust me, I met the wrong ones and when I met my love, I knew he was right for me.

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