Four Years Ago Today
I met the love of my life. I didn't know it at the time. And if you had told me that "in four years, you'll be married and have a baby on the way." I would have laughed at you and said that you were crazy.
It started Tuesday, August 14th, 2007.
I was working in the library. He finally asked me out.
I was so poor. I had $12 in my bank account.
He was poor. I don't know how much he had. Probably $12.
We went to Wendy's, where I got a Jr Bacon Cheeseburger and a small Cherry Coke.
We talked for hours. Went to Border's Bookstore and talked and walked for hours more.
Then I mentioned I had the complete second season of the animated series, The Tick, and asked him if he wanted to watch it with me sometime? He invited me back to his apartment- which was just down the road from Border's and I accepted. I thought for sure this was a bad idea- here I am following a man I know almost nothing about- who seems nice, like serial killers seem nice, thinking I was going to die today... I know I'm a little paranoid.
I shoved down my inner doubts, after all he was cute and sweet, so that's all I cared about.
We arrived at his apartment. He said the living room is a no-go, we have to watch it in his room. Red flag. Is he going... to try and get in my pants? Am I going to let him? (Turns out, he lived with a nazi roommate who HATED having people over in the living room, and not a ploy to get in my pants.)
We sat on his twin bed and watched The Tick. Laughed. Our hands barely touching (just the pinky fingers) and the air was charged with tension. Finally we grabbed hands. I was beside myself. If just holding his hand felt *this good*, what would kissing him felt like? I was light headed and woozy from the thought. Then he leaned over and kissed me.
Heaven. Dear God, I had died and gone to Heaven in one simple kiss.
To be honest, I never thought we would be anything serious. After all, I started flirting with him because he was cute, and I wanted to have sex with him. But it turned out to be so much more. This was the first man I fell in love with, the first man I ever said 'I love you' to.
If you told me that a year later, we'd be engaged, I would have laughed at you and said you were crazy.
When he asked me on Thursday, August 14th, 2008 if I would marry him, I couldn't even answer. I was in tears. No words came out of my mouth. He pulled out the most beautiful ring I had ever seen (though I did dream about it) and slipped it on my finger as I managed to croak out "Are you sure?" When he said he was sure I just nodded enthusiastically, because I couldn't talk any more.
May 15th, 2009 we got married. Best day of my life. So far.
April 29th, 2011 we found out we were expecting our first child. Simultaneously the best day of my life, and the most scary.
August 14th, 2011 Celebrating 4 wonderful years with the man I love. Best day of my life, to date.