In honor of Valentine's Day (or single's awareness day--whichever you prefer), I thought I'd write a little love post. One about my husband and I--our little love story. He will hereafter be referred to as DR.
Excuse the mush that will ensue, but if you can't be sappy on Valentine's Day, when can you?
When I was nearing the end of college, I decided to attend a job fair that was hosted by the school. As an English major, I didn't really fit in with the type of companies that had set up their booths--these were financial companies, customer service groups, and big corporations like Boeing. I wandered over to a random booth of a local company I'd never heard of and attempted to make small talk with the nice gentleman there. He was friendly, but this was a software company and didn't seem to have any openings that matched my skill set.
Long story short, I interviewed there (the whole time thinking I would never get the job) and was offered a position by the man from the booth who would become my boss. Sick of my job as a grocery cashier, I accepted the offer but assumed that I would only work there a few months and would keep my plan to move back to Seattle that summer. Of course, that didn't happen.
I worked part-time for several months while I finished up classes. One afternoon, I came to work only to realize that everyone in my department was missing. I sat awkwardly at my computer for a few minutes, but eventually I learned that everyone was in a meeting to welcome our boss back from his trip to India. I looked for an open seat but had to walk all the way around to the other side of the room to get there. When I sat down and looked around, I couldn't help but notice that an extremely cute boy was looking at me. After that, we began chatting and made plans to play tennis (one of our favorite past times). After a few of those, we met for drinks and our friendship began to grow.
I won't lie and say that he was totally committed to the idea right away; I had to do my fair share of pursuing. But at various points, so did he. Relationships are not always easy, and many times they aren't meant to be. We had to fight for each other, and by God's grace, it all worked out.
DR proposed in December of 2010, after around 2.5 years of dating. We had been preparing for that moment by taking pre-engagement classes at our church, and so it wasn't a big surprise. (But I secretly think everyone else was expecting us to wait longer than that.) He called me one day while I was at work and said he was downtown for an errand and asked if I wanted to get lunch. He picked me up and we started driving down the road in a strange direction, so I asked where we were going. "You'll see," he said.
Eventually, we pulled on to a little road and stopped in a small parking lot. We walked out to the edge of the cliff, which revealed a beautiful view of the bay and surrounding landscape. "I got you a present," he said. I was excited and expecting him to pull out some kind of treat from his pockets, but instead he presented a box! Inside the box was the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. "I want to marry you ..." he started, but I'm pretty sure that I cut him off with my immediate screaming and grabbing of the ring. I took the rest of the day off, and we spent our time calling family and friends and starting to make plans.
DR and I were married on 9/3/11 in front of 150 family and friends. Life has never been better, and we grow more in love and friendship each day. He is smart, funny, goofy, and incredibly thoughtful. I am so thankful to have found my perfect match! :-)
Happy Valentine's Day to all!
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