It started at Purdue University during my Junior year, Matt's Sophomore year. We had a theatre class together, required by the major we had both just switched to. There were introductions and I felt like I knew him from somewhere, I just couldn't put my finger on it. I thought finally after the class was over that I might have an idea so I called my sister and asked about one of her friend's brothers and where he went to school. Sure enough it was her friend and teammates older brother.
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| first picture of the two of us |
So I introduced myself to him the next class, pretty sure I made some fool out of myself because although I was outgoing I was still nervous. We started sitting together in class, we were partners for our first assignment so I had to get his phone number, his screen name (because yes AIM was awesome then) and then we started driving home for basketball games together just talking and getting to know each other. I was in denial, I didn't really think I liked him like that, I think it was the braces, I had never kissed a boy with braces before. haha how naive I was, braces come off and they did barely a year later.
I'm glad we started hanging out I'm also glad that I didn't conform to usual boy kisses girl first because I got impatient and kissed him first :) then crawled up the stairs to tell my roommates because my knees were weak and I knew I liked him.
Matt was my first boyfriend, I loved calling him my boyfriend, I even put him in my phone as boyfriend. We had the same beliefs, we had the same morals, we grew up in very similar family environments. I just went to the public school he went to the private school where my sister and brother switched to. It all fit into place, no awkward meeting of parents and parents meeting parents. It just fell into place, it felt right and God had put us together in that classroom, I am sure of it.
God also gave Matt a fun case of appendicitis where he was forced to call his girlfriend of only a month to come over and take him to the hospital at 2 a.m., I would hand him a bed pan to pee in after drinking the nasty glowing drink and leave the room so he could have privacy. I stayed with him until he went to surgery and went back after he was done. He says that was when he knew he loved me and I guess I knew I loved him too because why else would I stick around a hospital for him if I only kind of liked him. I also knew I loved him because he was not scared of the brewed of boys I ran around with in high school, the ones who were still some of my best friends, he met them without hesitation and they took him in instantly.
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| right after I said YES |
He asked me to marry him on a random Tuesday evening (June 26th 2007 to be exact) before he had to head back to school. I had just graduated and he had one year left. Looking back now we were so young, our parents had to be freaked out but at the same time it was just right. We married a year later on June 20, 2008.
He is my best friend, he makes me laugh, he drives me crazy, he calls me beautiful, he is the father of the children that I never knew I wanted and the man I get to spend the rest of my days with. I am so thankful that we both are in this for the long haul, that our marriage is top on the list of our priorities because nothing else works in our family if we don't.
God has blessed us with an amazing 5 years so far, we have experienced tough financial moments, changing of jobs, we have experienced the loss of a pregnancy but the joy of 2 babies being brought into this world, we've shared our dreams for our family and believe in each other.
Our love story is still young, it is still being written and I can't wait to see what comes next.
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