A year ago today, I was starting my calling early in the morning to get all the programs printed and folded before church started. Around 11, a group of 4 boys showed up. They were all roommates and I remember thinking it was really cool that they all came to church together. They introduced themselves- I think- twice, but I still did not quite remember all of their names. I knew one was super tall, one was more fashionable, one wore think rimmed glasses and had brown hair, and one wore glasses and had blond hair with a nice blue suit. I hate admitting this now, but I went through their new membership sheets later on that evening and looked at them all intently and invited them to be friends on Facebook. I thought these guys were fun, but I didn't realize then what good friends we would become.
A year ago tomorrow, I would have come home from a family get together heart broken from a text message and with my first ever wasp sting on my head. I saw a flyer for a party that was happening down the street. I didn't really want to go, but I promised myself that I would be more outgoing this semester. So I went. It was awkward because I didn't know anyone who was there well enough to just hang out with them.
Two of the roommates from the day before came. I had hung out with one of them earlier that day and so we all started to talk. Then the one I kind of knew walked away and I was left with the goofy blond haired one with glasses. I saw that he was wearing a thin chain around his neck and I remember thinking "must be a tool". We were standing in front of the people playing double dutch (wild Mormon party, I know!). I wasn't feeling that great and this goof kept trying to get me to jump rope! I refused, blaming it on having a water cup in my hand. He probably offered to hold it. We hung out for a little bit, then I think we both went to look elsewhere for companionship.
A year ago- I did not realize that this crazy guy would be my future husband. I am glad that I don't go off my first impressions of people, otherwise I would not be marrying the most amazing man I know.
A year passes by so quickly and so slowly all at once. Sometimes it is nice to sit back and think about what happened a year ago and how life changes in the most unexpected ways.
Come What May and Love It!
A year ago tomorrow, I would have come home from a family get together heart broken from a text message and with my first ever wasp sting on my head. I saw a flyer for a party that was happening down the street. I didn't really want to go, but I promised myself that I would be more outgoing this semester. So I went. It was awkward because I didn't know anyone who was there well enough to just hang out with them.
Two of the roommates from the day before came. I had hung out with one of them earlier that day and so we all started to talk. Then the one I kind of knew walked away and I was left with the goofy blond haired one with glasses. I saw that he was wearing a thin chain around his neck and I remember thinking "must be a tool". We were standing in front of the people playing double dutch (wild Mormon party, I know!). I wasn't feeling that great and this goof kept trying to get me to jump rope! I refused, blaming it on having a water cup in my hand. He probably offered to hold it. We hung out for a little bit, then I think we both went to look elsewhere for companionship.
A year ago- I did not realize that this crazy guy would be my future husband. I am glad that I don't go off my first impressions of people, otherwise I would not be marrying the most amazing man I know.
A year passes by so quickly and so slowly all at once. Sometimes it is nice to sit back and think about what happened a year ago and how life changes in the most unexpected ways.
Come What May and Love It!
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