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My husband and I went to the same high school, 4 years difference. So while I was cheer-leading, he was in college and coming to coach the JV team that I was cheering for. We actually never met. When we try and think really hard- we still cannot remember each other. Although he SWEARS, he remembers seeing me on the football field when I was a Junior on Homecoming court. * I am pretty sure he is making that up, but who knows.*
Years later I was in my last semester of college (2010). I had the “college breakup” , and in 100% honesty here – I was home after a long night at a bar on Facebook. I had his sister on my friends list, i found his, something made me click ‘friend’- then forget until a few months later when he messaged me. Now, we started chatting. I heard “military” immediately I said no, to myself romantically but let a texting/emailing friendship develop. Eventually flirting happened, but as soon as I was in a relationship, it stopped. This happened twice. He said he knew I was loyal because he would wonder where I was then check on Facebook and see “in a relationship.”
So after doing that to him twice I stopped talking to him, a man I thought I had no interest in due to his military status- I couldn’t be a military wife, or girl friend.” I am not strong enough” I told my best friend who was dating a Marine. She grew up military, she pushed me to talk to my now husband – the entire year.
Then one random day, after not talking to him for months, never meeting him in person, I had a dream that I married him in Comerica Park- So naturally, I started the conversation up again. I think I may have even started with that dream? Maybe? I am kind of gutsy and weird like that.
A few months later my best friend pushed me to go meet him. I actually would have never met him if it was not for her. I was waiting to go see him for the first time, and was planning on driving away all while on the phone with her ”YOU GET OUT THERE AND MEET HIM”.
Fast forward. From that first kiss, I knew he was going to be my husband. I drove away calling all my friends-“ He is my future husband” He will tell you the same, it was incredible. I look at my journal from that time, and just beam looking at how amazing it all was. I get my first job. He is stationed in the same state. We travel 30 miles back and forth to see each other, in another state, away from all family and friends. We were engaged in February 2012; he proposed Tigers Jersey to reference my random dream before we met, and married June 22,2013.
I have some pictures of our wedding here, there are just so many! Our photographer – Elaina Lancaster was so incredible. Here is one post with some collages, and such. I have some other pictures in a few other posts, here, and here that have a photo or two. I have a few thousand pictures, and I feel like I could never narrow it down and post “wedding posts” as I would want to put them all!
I had a fairy tale wedding. I started out having not a clue to what I wanted, then all the small details I found important – melded together to what I consider my picture perfect day. It was a dream it was so perfect ( I mean my tent liner had fallen on my guests before I got there, storm and rain during our out door reception, and a few others but … what’s a wedding without surprises!!)
I have the best family in the world. Not only did I fail to plan the day of decorating of every single detail – and the fact I would be at the salon –? My Aunt and cousin + rest of the family around ( not to mention my amazing parents) decorated the tent. With out my Aunt, and her two daughters decorating the tent.. It would have been a “ Please sit at your table and decorate it as you sit down. “ kind of thing. I am so thankful to have them for that, but even more so because what they took from what décor I had – they turned into the most fantastic set up. It literally was more person that I could have ever dreamed, and it brought me to tears numerous times – it was just so overwhelmingly perfect- I couldn’t have done it myself. It just would not have been as nice.
Thanks for reading our love story!