Thursday, April 26, 2012

our story

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Our story goes a little something like this, "I saw her across a smoky room, the smell of wine and cheap perfume....."

Actually our meeting was not glamorous or planned. We were introduced at work by a mutual friend during a lunch outing. From there we became friends...who could talk about anything and everything. And though neither of us was looking for a relationship, magnetic forces were pulling us together. We soon realized we had so much in common. We often joked about sharing a brain or being my female counter part, we would say things like “get out of my head” often finishing each others sentences and thoughts. It was a connection that I have never shared with anyone. I knew after a short while that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Mandi. I could not imagine waking up without her by my side. I was head over heels in love.

The proposal:

As for the proposal, I knew I wanted to do something special. In 2010 we planned our first family trip to Colorado. We scheduled some tubing at Keystone on January 14, 2011. I had the ring ready, now I just needed to find a romantic spot. As faith would have it, the spot kind of picked us. The location was at the bottom of a tubing hill, along a path lit by beautiful Christmas lights. Mandi had mentioned how romantic it was so I took that as a sign for the perfect opportunity. And though a little dizzy from the previous ride, I held Mandi’s hand and slowed her down as she was racing back up the hill for another thrilling ride. I looked into her eyes and told her I loved her, and suitingly she replied “stop acting silly” with a giggle. I told her to give me a second and I continued, professing my love for her as her eyes filled with tears of joy, I dropped to my knee and asked Mandi to marry me.
One of our favorite parts of the proposal is that Bailey was standing nearby me, overhearing the proposal.  On the way back up the hill, Bailey said ”when a man says words like just know," and we both laughed and thought that was the cutest thing.

Each day gets better and better and I am so happy to have found the love of my life. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.


Better Together!

There are stories in life that are easy to tell, and many that are difficult to tell, shared only with close friends.  Then there is of course another class of stories that are so precious that you feel the need to treasure them, holding them close, yet knowing that they are too great to keep to yourself.  Such is my own love story.  To be sure, everyone should think their own love story is the greatest, so mine may not be as unique as it feels to me.  When, in fact, I had little to do with my love story.  The true composer of this symphony is God, and I’m learning to give Him as much credit as my voice will allow.

I, like many young women, always imagined that I would end up with the perfect man for me. Unfortunately, I had no idea what that was supposed to look like.  It’s a dreadful temptation to look for the male version of yourself, which would not only be a redundant addition to my life, but more than likely a horrible fit. At various moments in life, I found myself looking but never quite finding what I was looking for.  This became so routine, that I became pretty oblivious to any sort of signals by a member of the opposite gender.  Many of my friends knew stories of my complete ineptitude to recognize when I was being flirted with, and I was quite happy to be oblivious for I assumed disappointment would ensue.  I reached a point in which the mere idea of a companion was low on my list of priorities. 

It was during that point in life, when I was disinterested in any potential relationships, when Pete and I met at a work outing through mutual friends.  Though we worked at the same company for quite some time, we hadn’t really interacted with each other until then.  It is not unusual for a young, single, gal to be faced with people trying to set you up.  Though, I continued to treat Pete with the usual conversational cordiality without becoming too attached and moved on. However, when several people would say the same thing about Pete and I being perfect for one another without conspiring, my ears did in fact perk up. 

In a few shorts weeks, group outings turned into a whirlwind of dates, blossoming into a love that neither expected – fantastic serendipity. We fell so in love, constantly amazed at the wonderful things we were discovering about each other.  Things that we never knew existed in another potential mate – indeed, the male and female version of the same person.

After meeting and falling in love in 2009, our lives together have been fulfilling and exciting. Three years later, there still exists the exhilaration for each other that we had on that very first date.  There’s always this certainty that we know what is real and true. And that is that we love each other and we’re determined to be there for each other every day.

Pete’s my best friend. The one that I tell everything to. The one that I can cry to and the one I rely on. He’s the one who I want to share the good and the bad and the happy and the sad.

I feel incredibly blessed to have found love. …rather, I think it found me when I was ready for it.  When I was able.  And willing to accept it.

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