Friday, April 1, 2011

The Story of Us, Part 2

The meeting and a little more background...

During my junior year of high school, my best friend (who was a senior) met this guy named Josh. He was a senior at Appalachian and was doing an internship in the graphics arts department at our high school (where he had attended school). Our official meeting was on a Friday night at a football game and, quite honestly, I was not that impressed. ;-). I remember him wearing a baseball hat pulled down really low and when we were introduced he just kinda nodded his head to acknowledge me. Anyway, they started dating and he started coming to church with us. We were all great friends and pretty much did everything together...including going to the prom. (I'm so tempted to post that picture but out of respect for the two other people, I won't.) It's so interesting to me now, the things I remember about their relationship. I loved watching the way Josh loved/treated her...the way he pushed her buttons just to get a reaction (although I don't appreciate it as much now that I'm the recipient of the pushing). They dated that year and into the summer. We did all the usual youth group activities together (camp, mission trip, etc) and had a blast. Josh had graduated from ASU by that point and was ready to get married. I still remember exactly where we were the day he showed me the ring he was thinking about buying. I was so excited for them. That fall, I entered my senior year of high school, my boyfriend started his sophomore year at Gardner-Webb, and my best friend started her freshman year at UNC-CH. A few weeks later, Josh came to Monday night visitation at our church completely heartbroken. He had been to Cary for an interview and stopped by UNC to see my best friend and they had broken up. I will never forget the look on his face that night...

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

The Story of Us, Part 1

As I've thought about our "story" and how God weaved our lives together, I've struggled with where to start. Details that are significant to me are probably irrelevant to other people. However, every experience...person...relationship played a significant role in who I am today and it isn't our story without those memories.

A little background...

When I was in the 5th grade, my parents felt led to change churches. They wanted my brother and me to go to church with the same kids we went to school with. So, we started attending and eventually joined a new church. It wasn't long before I developed a crush on an older boy who, of course, didn't even know I existed. Although we had never officially met, we actually lived just a few houses from each other. As the years went by, our paths intersected more and more and he eventually started hanging out at our house with my brother. He was an 8th grader and I was just a lowly 6th grader so he only talked to me when no one else was around. Although I had one or two other "boyfriends" during that time, I still had a crush on him. Then, the summer before my 8th grade year...I was 13 and he was 15 (man, we were young!), he decided we could be boyfriend and girlfriend (or whatever we called it back then). We were pretty much inseparable...we went to school together, went to church together, lived on the same street. We had a great relationship and I was completely in love. I know this could be a whole other post, but I am SO THANKFUL that we dated as long as we did. There were plenty of people that thought we were "missing out" or "too serious" but I have never regretted it. I truly believe I was spared most of the drama and pressure of those volatile years because I was in a committed relationship.

So, we dated almost 6 years...from the summer before my 8th grade year, all 4 years of high school through my freshman year of college. We celebrated holidays with both families, he went on every vacation with my my mind, we were headed straight for marriage. In fact, I pretty much had the date set in my mind...just waiting to get a few years of college behind us. My freshman year of college was amazing (he was a junior at the same school). I made awesome new friends, learned so much about myself and my relationship with God and was truly, completely, content with my life.

To be continued...

Consignment Sale

Next weekend is the Spring/Summer Children's Consignment Sale at First Baptist Icard. Feel free to download/save the flyer to pass along to your family/friends. All proceeds benefit the Women On Mission.
Thursday, March 31 6:00pm ~ 9:00pm

Friday, April 1 4:00pm ~ 8:00pm

Half Price Sale

Saturday, April 2 9:00am ~ 12:00pm

Monday, February 14, 2011

The Story of Us

Over the last few days, people have asked me questions about how Josh and I started dating. This got me to thinking that I've never written down our love story. There are so many good details that I don't want to forget. So, I've decided to go for it. Aug 28, 2010 was our 10 year "dating" anniverary, March 14 of this year will be our 10 year "proposal" anniversary and our 10 year wedding anniversary will be Jan 12 so this seems like the year to do it. I haven't decided how detailed I want to be yet and/or at what part of the story I want to start. Hopefully, I'll make up my mind in the next day or so, so stay tuned!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

New Year

Well, here we year since my last post. A post that was intended to be the first of many in 2010. And yet, it didn't happen. I could list lots of reasons/excuses but really, blogging was my lowest priority. I do want to do better this year but I'm not making any promises. :)

Although I love the beginning of a new year and dream about all the things I would like to change, I've decided to go easy on my resolutions this year. All the usual ones are in the back of my mind: lose weight, save money, pay off debt, organize the house, etc but I'm not going to call them "resolutions." When I reach those goals I will celebrate but I don't want to set myself up for failure again. So, the two resolutions that I'm focusing on are: 1) to learn to use the calendar on my iphone and actually use it and 2) to put my debit card back in my wallet after I use it. I know they both sound trivial but they are real changes I want to make.