Our Love Story

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I was supposed to publish this on Saturday for Laura’s Share Your Love Story carnival. But with the sickness and Blissdom, I didn’t get around to it. Finally was able to finish last night, so here ya go!

It seems to me that most couples have a very romantic first meeting. Instant attraction, lots of doe eyes and eyelash fluttering, shy advances.

We don’t have that kind of story.

In December 2000, I was a freshman in college at the University of Richmond (GO SPIDERS!). Despite months of visiting here and there, I still hadn’t found a church home that suit me. I decided I wanted to visit the Big Baptist Church where my mom worked. I e-mailed everyone on the BSU freshman list to see if anyone wanted to go with me. The only person who responded was some guy named Adam whom I didn’t know, despite the fact that I thought I’d been at every BSU function since the beginning of the year. (I think he’d only been to one or two.)

So, that Sunday morning, I made him wait in the cold outside our dorm, because guys could not use thier card to get into girls’ dorms back in those days (in those Good Old Days, all of the girls’ dorms were on one side of the lake and the boys’ dorms on the other side, too!). When I finally emerged, we stared at each other breathlessly. It was love at first sight.

OK, maybe not.

We went to church together that morning. We realized we had a friend in common (my dear friend Michelle played saxophone with him in the band).

Then we didn’t speak again until about March.

Our circles of friends kept colliding, and by March or April we were hanging out in a group often. (Including the night Sam told Michelle to get in the kitchen and make him a sandwich, and then we put about 8 people in my Eagle Vision and went to the Wendy’s drive-thru.) One night in particular Adam came and comforted me when I realized it was the one-year anniversary of a friend’s death. I call that the “I should have known” night.

Come August, we returned to school for our freshman year. I was still very much in like with one of Adam’s good friends and he was still rather stuck on his ex-girlfriend from high school. But our little group of friends became near inseparable as we now had a great central location: Adam’s triple was gigantic for a dorm room and we made it Movie and Euchre central.

For me, I really realized I had feelings for Adam when I was shopping for his birthday that year. I cared so much about what I got him and that he had a great birthday. That was October 29. On the night of November 5th, we starting “going out” while watched Toy Story 2 in my room and shared a tiny little peck.

Our first real date was during Christmas break that year. Yeah, I know, but we were 19 and 20 and poor. We both proclaim it The Worst Date We’ve Ever Had. I had a nasty sinus infection. We went to see the first Lord of the Rings movie. Please note, it’s 3 hours long. We got some of the last tickets, so we had to sit in the very front row all the way to the left. My neck hurt afterward, plus I had to blow my nose throughout the entire movie. Blegh!

We had our little ups and downs, but it was May of 2002 that I was pretty sure he was the guy I was going to marry. The One. That summer, he went to Switzerland for 10 weeks and I went to China for 6 (overlapping) weeks. Our relationship subsisted on IMs and e-mails describing Florence, crazy Chinese food, and new friends. I went to visit his family for the first time that August after we both got back, and took his mother a vase I bought in China. I was very proud of getting it at a great price after a fun bargaining experience. She thought I should keep it if I liked it so much. And thus began our relationship of misunderstanding!

As to refrain from making this the longest post in the History of Blogging, let’s skip ahead slightly.

My sweetie proposed on February 22, 2003. I was 20. We had a sort-of debutante ball for our junior class. All the girls wore white, were paraded down the steps of a fancy hotel by their daddies, and everyone’s families came. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, Adam was there with the ring. I don’t even remember him asking me the question. He claims he did. I was shocked beyond belief. I pretty much knew we would get engaged, but I hadn’t expected it so soon. He wanted to do it while I’d still be surprised instead of expecting it every time we went out to dinner or something.

(The funny part of this story is 1. He didn’t tell my sister because, well, she was 18 and has a big mouth. 😉 When he pulled the ring box out of my mom’s camera case she apparently went into hysterics. 2. The order of people coming down the stairs got sort of mixed up, so I came much earlier than expected. He had to jump over some ropes to be there in time.)

We were married on July 31, 2004, not quite three months after our college graduation and about 10 days before we moved to Nashville. Our dads moved our stuff to Nashville while we were on our AMAZING honeymoon at the El Dorado Royale in Mexico. As soon as we got to Nashville, I got an awful bladder infection that moved to my kidneys and made me sick as a dog–throwing up everywhere, couldn’t get out of bed…and he took care of me the best he knew how.

We’ve been married 4 1/2 years and it’s been so much fun. I love being married to my best friend. We always have a good time together, whether it’s bowling, watching movies, or, now, playing with our little-bitty daughter. He is a great daddy, as I always knew he would be.

On our wedding day, there was a rainbow but no rain. We’ve always taken that as a sign from God that it was the right thing, He was happy with our marriage. And we want to make Him happy back, that is our hearts’ desire.

7 thoughts on “Our Love Story

  1. How sweet!!! I love reading other people’s love stories!!! A rainbow with no rain! We had rain, but we also had a rainbow so it brightened my day. I firmly believe God ordained my marriage too. I do want to make Him happy and proud in all that we do as a couple and with our family!

    But, I must say, you reference several ailments in this post. And, when I met you this weekend you were sick. …are you OK now?

    And, you’re precious little girl is adorable!!!

  2. Reading love stories inspires me to just wait for my perfect match. I am very glad that you had found the love of your life and both of you are happy with each other. Keep your love for each other to be a strong and everlasting. God bless you both! :’)

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