Tomorrow We Celebrate our 13th Wedding Anniversary.
And I Thought I'd Share the Story of How We Met.
It Goes a Little Something Like This:
We Met at College. I was a Freshman, He was the Equivalent of a Senior.
We Knew Each other Through Our Roommates. They were all Dating Each Other, to put it in Summary Form.
He had a Girlfriend, I had a Long Distance Boyfriend. However, I did Notice that He and His Girly Friend Always Seemed to be having the Laughiest, Funniest Time, and I Wondered what that Would be Like.
However, Sad times (for them)-they broke up. And as Everyone was Returning from Christmas Break, to start our Second Semester of the Year, Lo and Behold, Look who starts to Come around. I Figured it was for My roommates, but secretly Hoped it was for Me. About a week into the Semester, I start going out with his next door neighbor, and Ryan was always there, poking his head out the window to Holler Somethin' Cute and Funny at Me. We Had his apartment over for dinner one Sunday, and there was Flirting and Crushing Galore.
After that, we were pretty much together all the time.
For a Week or So, anyway. Then he broke up with me. Something about Wanting to Get Good Grades or Something Gross Like that. But I'm Not Good at Letting Things Go, or Taking a Hint, I guess you could say.
Fortunately, for Me, We had joined a Country Dance Club on Campus as partners, and We were always looking for a chance to polish our moves and lifts and They had Dances several nights a week on campus.
During the time that we were totally into each other (you know, those 2 weeks, or so), we had bought kites, but had never used them. I asked if he would like to go fly kites and he reluctantly agreed. While I was Getting Ready for this Date, I think it finally hit me, that maybe He
REALLY just wasn't interested in me anymore. I told Myself that I Would Drop it after this Date. In Fact, I Says to Myself, "If he brings Me home, the Moment we are done flying kites, I Will Know."
It was FREEZING and we went out and Flew those Kites. Laughing a little, but mostly not saying anything. I Knew this was the End. We Got in the Car, and Headed for My Apartment. We Got Closer, and I Knew this was the Moment of Truth. About a Block from My Place, He says, "Do You Want to go to Dinner? Do You want to Go to [Insert Name of Town 30 Mins Away]?" That Night was our First Make Out Session. Er, I mean Kiss. And then, we were Inseparable. We Were Engaged a Couple of months Later, and Married in July of that Same Year.
We Got Engaged Just before School Ended for the Year, and then we Had to Go our Separate Ways for the Summer. Both Back to our Homes (In different States)to Earn Money. I Flew Out for 3 days, to His Home, to meet his parents and to get our Engagement Pictures Taken. He was Very Sick with Mono at the Time, so we Didn't even get to Kiss. Our Engagement was 12 Weeks. We Stayed in contact through Email (which was very slow dial up at the time, it was the latest and greatest) and precious, few phone calls.
Thirteen Years Ago Today, July 15th, we met in the Place of our Marriage- Out of State for both of us, to get our Marriage License the Day before our Wedding. I Think we were both nervous that we would get together that day, and feel like strangers. But We didn't. We were still madly in Love.
We Were Married the next Day.
And Now this is US.
Thirteen years Later with 3 Kids, A Mortgage, and a Business or Two to Keep Running.
And You can Bet I Don't BLOG About
Everything. But Rest assured that We've been Up and Down, and In and Out, and Over and Under. We've Been Through Hard times and Laugh Out Loud Times. We've Fallen apart, and We've Come Together.
And? We're
STILL Doing this Thing Called
Marriage.
Love You, Babe.
P.S. We Still Dance in the Kitchen
and
PPS. You Should Ask Him, how come He took me out to dinner that Kite night,
I always Love his Response.
