I’m not going to write you a love song…

But I am going to tell you how about how I met my wonderful husband… 🙂

It all started back in 2005. I was a grad student (for the first time) at the University of Akron. He was working at Scott’s Lawn Service. I had tickets to go see my favorite band, Breaking Benjamin, at the House of Blues, which at the time was relatively new. He didn’t have tickets himself, but he ended up going because one of his friends couldn’t go. As you can see, we were meant to be, my friends.

I had done my hair in a blue mohawk (my mom actually recommended the blue. Thanks, Mom!) and I had a pink shirt on with a hot dog on it that said “I *heart* Buns.” I like to keep it classy, as you can see. And thanks to that hair, he spotted me. Now, his group of friends was standing beside me and my friend. And, being little (he’s 5’3″ish), he was in a position where he couldn’t see. So, I looked at him, thought he was mega cute (and he has the most amazing eyes ever, ever), and told him he could stand in front of me if he needed to see. He thanked me. And he got into position in front of me…

Now, throughout the opening acts, we kind of chit chatted, nothing major. He listened to me and my friend talk, and I totally caught him listening to what I said and laughing at me. Now, I have never been mistaken for demure or quiet in my life, so the fact that he heard me was not an accident. Breaking Benjamin came on and he stood beside me. I was feeling very strong feelings for him, and really didn’t know him. Prior to this night, usually those strong feelings wouldn’t lead anywhere good, but I knew something was different about that night…

I told my friend that if he didn’t ask me for my number before the end of the show, I was going to ask him for his. And you know what, he beat me to it. Which was odd, I found out, because he really had no game at all and I thought he was being smooth. 🙂 Ends up, he was kind of nervous about it. He actually said to me, “We should hang out sometime.” And I was like, “hell yes we should” although I don’t believe I said those exact words. I was probably trying to seem uninterested and aloof. Who knows, and who cares because it worked and we exchanged numbers.

That next morning, I told my mom I was going to marry him, though he hadn’t called me. Turns out, he was telling his mom (and she lives in El Paso, so you know that’s love), and his grandparents about me, too. We met on a Sunday. I had classes Monday and waited all.freaking.day for him to call me. Didn’t happen. I didn’t get nervous though; I knew he’d call. And he did the next night. I was in class and the phone rang and his name came up. I freaked the freak out. I ran into the bathroom and called my friend, Tasha, to tell her he had called me (I had regurgitated the story to her the day before about him). She said to call him back. I wish I would have saved the first voicemail he sent me. It was so cute. 🙂

I called him back on the way home from Akron and he asked me what I was doing. I told him I was meeting a friend at a local coffee shop and he could come by if he’d liked. He did. I only talked to my friend for about 5 minutes (she had other friends there) and spent the rest of the time with him. We left together, and we walked to our cars. I was so hoping he would kiss me (it was raining) and he did! We shared our first kiss and it was like nothing else….

We found out that we had to drive to Cleveland to meet each other, when we lived only five minutes apart down here in town. We also figured out that we had been at some of the same concerts, knew some of the same people, and had been at some of the same events with those people; we had never made contact. It wasn’t our time. Timing is everything, and it wouldn’t have been the right time. I am a believer in that. It’s the truth. We wouldn’t have appreciated each other without the experiences that led us to each other: I had just been through a break up, he had been single for a while and was really thinking about looking for someone new. And Bam! God had put us together like we were supposed to be, when we were supposed to be. Simple as that. That God, He’s so smart…

We have seen each other pretty much every day since that night. I think we can count on one hand the amount of days in over seven years that we haven’t seen each other. And that’s incredible. We have been through thick and thin together, moved across the country and back together (we discussed it and planned for it after only being together 3 months or so), and have not wavered in our love for each other. I remember the day he told me he loved me for the first time, and I still get the feeling I had then now when he says it. And we say it all the time, people. All.the.time. We talked marriage and picked our wedding date mere months after we met. We got engaged 8 months after we met… and we just knew. We knew it would be forever…

We don’t fight. We don’t need to. We discuss things like adults (and sometimes NOT like adults, let’s be honest) and we work it out. Nothing we have ever dealt with is big enough to fight about (and I am always right anyway). He is the yin to my yang. Where I am Type A, he is Type B (or C, if there can be one). I never relax; he never gets stressed out. It’s like the Paula Abdul song, “Opposites Attract.” That is us to a T: opposite in so many ways, yet brought together by love and respect for each other. And that is what works best for us. I couldn’t hang if he was like me: I’d kill him. Straight Up (Hey, Paula).

We love each other no matter what. I am a believer in forever, and a believer in protecting what’s mine. We have two beautiful children, a dog, a mortgage and the whole shebang. He works very hard to provide for us so that I can work part time, and we know I will not be part time forever. He is an amazing husband, father, and man…but what’s more is he is my best friend. He is my person. And he will always be my person. I will love him for as long as I live. And that, my friends and readers, is the good stuff. When you know, you know. And I knew right away: this man was meant for me.

You knew this would be down here, right? 🙂

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