The story of 19-year-old us – Part II


Well, suffice it to say, I was pretty upset that Greg stood me up for our first official date!  More upset than I thought I’d be, actually.

Greg’s story?  Our date happened to be scheduled for the July 4th holiday, and earlier that day when Greg realized this, he wanted to confirm we were still on for that evening. When he called, and I wasn’t home to answer my phone (these were the days before mobile phones and even caller-ID on regular phones) – he freaked out, didn’t leave a message, and somehow convinced himself that I had forgotten our “date.”  He never tried calling later that night, either.

I was ready to write him off, but the next morning we happened to see each other in the elevator at work, and I found myself totally calling him out: “Hey!  Weren’t we supposed to see a movie yesterday?”

He turned beet red, stuttered around, and mumbled some incoherent apology; all the while with a silly grin on his face. I think he was secretly happy that I hadn’t forgotten our “date”.

I somehow forgave him (he was pretty cute about the whole thing), and allowed him to make plans with me for another movie night.

This time, he made it!  Dinner was great.  The movie was great.  And at the end of the night, when he walked me up to my door, he took me in his arms and then – he kissed me.

And folks, suddenly, I did have my “ah-hah!” moment. The clouds opened up, the angels sang, the fireworks went off – all at once. Really.

I had no idea he was such a great kisser!  My world suddenly shifted, and I didn’t see him as “just a friend” anymore.  With a single kiss, my life changed completely.

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About a year later, Greg showed up at my door, wearing a huge smile on his face that wouldn’t disappear.  He swooped into my apartment, whisked me into the kitchen, set me on the counter top and (not on bended knee), asked me to marry him, all the while grinning like a giddy teenager.

I said YES.

Thank you, babe – for stopping me in church that day and telling me you saw me.  For taking a chance on me – even though you were hurting and heartbroken.  If you hadn’t told me you saw me that day, I might never have known that we worked in the same building all week long, just a few floors apart – we would have been so close, but I would have never known it.  One thing is for sure – my life in NO way would have been as great as it is with you.  Our journey (and it’s been quite a journey!) has been, and continues to be everyday, a BLAST!  I love everything we’ve done, every heart ache we’ve been through, and every decision we’ve made together.  I respect and love you more now than I did on our wedding day 19 years ago.  I am truly the luckiest.

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7 months after we wed, at my parent’s cottage in Wisconsin.

P.S.  Hey Babe – next year is our 20th (hint, hint)…  🙂


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15 Responses to The story of 19-year-old us – Part II

  1. Greg is a very smart man! You two are so blessed to have each other. You have a great relationship and it shows! Keep enjoying your married life. 🙂

  2. I love a good love story. Nicholas Sparks couldn’t have written it any better! Hollywood should make a chick flick outta this….but God already did, with you two as the stars!

    FELIZ ANIVERSARIO¡. Mark and Jeanie

    • Thank you so much, Jeanie!! Truly a beautiful comment to me, so really – thank you (and yes, Greg & I do have a good story, don’t we??). 🙂

  3. I totally LOVED your story! You two are so awesome, and I hope to meet you one day. Stay cool, and God bless 🙂

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