The Story of Us....part one

Tomorrow is a special day for me and the Fella.  It is our 4^th Wedding Anniversary.  It is shocking how quickly four years has flown by….so much has happened!    We have grown up so much and yet have stayed exactly the same in so many ways. 

Having a husband who makes you laugh, makes you dinner and will iron your clothes is awesome.  Really awesome.  His heart gets bigger and bigger every year and I love that about him sooooo much.

For those of you who don’t know it…here is our story.

Toward the end of my first year in law school I attended a dinner with my boss.   We were sitting down to eat when I saw a girl I vaguely knew from law school walk in, I waved.  And then it happened.  I saw who she was with.  He basically fit my exact description of the perfect looking (for me) guy.  I turned to my boss and said “who is that hottie bobottie?”  My boss didn’t know him.  I then said, “If I let him, that man could break my heart”.  The girl I somewhat knew walked over and asked if they could sit with us.  We said sure.  I found out that he was actually in my class at law school.  An entire semester had gone by and I had never seen him.  So odd.

A few days later, I got a Facebook invitation from his roommate to join their mutual softball team.    I then got an invitation to a party at his house to take place on the last day of finals, which was a week or so away.  I went.  But I took my boyfriend. 

Here is the thing.  I, at no time, thought that this guy and I would end up dating.  I thought he was way out of my league and even if he was interested, I felt like he had player written all over him and would end up crushing me.  Also, I was perfectly fine in my current relationship with a great guy.

A week or two goes by and I see him a few more times.  My heart flutters every time I do.  I become good friends with the girl who introduced us and she starts inviting me on group outings with their mutual friends.  The Fella and I discover that we have SO much in common.  We were so alike in so many ways that really matter long term.  And then, one Thursday, we all head out to a bar. 

We took tequila shots, danced, laughed and had a great time.  As I was outside the bar waiting on a cab to head home, he walks out and joins me.  It starts to rain.  We just stare at each other.  And then he tells me that he is in love with me.  That he saw me on the first day of class and has been crazy about me ever since.  That his friends knew it and that is why they all started inviting me to join them on outings.  That he threw that party just so he could invite me and then I showed up with a boyfriend.  He then goes on to tell me that if I choose to stay with my boyfriend that he would support me and just be a friend but that he would be waiting for the day for us to break up.  I left, in shock. 

The next day my boyfriend picks me up to head to his sister’s wedding.  We had a good time.  He was always a blast to be with and I adored his family. But at one point during the wedding, I watched his sister dancing with her new husband.  They gazed into each other’s eyes and I could just see all the years they had ahead of them.  All the unspoken plans and milestones and I truly believed in their love and that it would last.  It shook me to my core. 

Once we were home from the wedding, I asked my boyfriend, “Do we have That?”  He flat out told me he wasn’t sure and that he loved me but didn’t think he was in love with me…..and I realized I felt the same.  After all we had been together for like 2 years and we didn’t even say “I Love You”.  He suggested taking a break.  I said ok.

Well, it didn’t take long for the Fella to find out my boyfriend and I were on a break.  In less than 24 hours he invited me to dinner.  I called my ex to tell him.  Maybe even give him a chance to say “no, don’t go. I do love you.”  I was still terrified of this new man and the power I knew he could have over me.  I wanted an excuse to say no.  But my ex said that he wasn’t surprised that the other guy asked me out and that I should go and see how I felt.   So I went.  And that was it.  I was done.  Game over.


This was a year after we started dating.  We were so young!!!

10 months later we were engaged.  19 months after we were engaged we were married.  And four years after the wedding here we are.  And I thank God every day that I gave him a chance.  I haven’t doubted myself once.  I haven’t had one moment were I didn’t completely trust my husband or know that he loves me without end. 

Tune in tomorrow and I will share our engagement and wedding story….

To forever loves,

tbg