8 Years and Counting

About 12 years ago, in my "Big Red" house in Newport, KY, I started to do something that I had only read about and always quickly dismissed.  I'm not sure why, but I felt a pressing need to...start praying for my future husband.  I had no clue who it would be or why I, after years of being adamantly single, felt the need to do this.  And then, in November 2003, I met a man who would far exceed any expectations that I had for a future husband.  And, even though I was praying about this, I was completely blindsided.

See--I had actually known "of" my husband for years.  One of my good friends used to work FOR him and remained friends with him even after parting ways with the company.  I remember her describing him to me years prior to our meeting and me nodding, "sounds like an engineer."  (Nothing against engineers.  I AM an engineer...)  Oddly, I can remember this conversation clearly--riding in her jeep and her describing his blond hair while making a sweeping motion across her head. It wasn't anything--we were just talking.  So, when years later, she suggested that we would be good together I just blew her off and thought "She's really trying to figure a way to get me to the bar more often!"

But, then I unexpectedly met him at her birthday party and here we are 11 years after meeting, 8 years of marriage later and he is still the man that I always dreamed about and prayed about.  He is awesome--a loving husband, father, son, and friend.  Together we are navigating our way through this life.  We have no idea where it is leading us long term, but we have never known that!  We are enjoying the moments that we have and praying for many, many more moments to enjoy together.

Happy, Happy, Happy

Crazier But Even Happier!