I met my husband in church on a Sunday morning. We met
through some friends and I was suppose to be the couple of
his best friend and my friend was for him. We all joined the
juvenile chorus and spent most Wednesdays and Fridays
together at practice. I was 15 and he was 21 it was a great
On my 16th birthday I had a small get together at my
grandmothers house. Of course I invited him and his friend
which was trying very hard to become my boyfriend. Now don't
get me wrong both boys were very cute but mike (my husband)
was funny and he just caught my attention more. I always had
a good time and a good laugh around him. We had become good
In church we did community projects together, we
participated in church activities and were together most of
the days. He would drive up every afternoon for about 30
miles to see me on my lunch break. I finally budged and
became the girlfriend of the other boy. But I found my self
unhappy and not in love so I broke it off. Throughout the
entire time mike would come by and help me with home work
and we talked about his school and mine and his job and what
we both wanted to do in life.
He planned on become a police
officer I completely supported him as a friend. He finally
became a police officer but the job offered was 2 and a half
hours away. We thought it would be the worst to keep in
touch but he visited every Tuesday and Sunday. He called
every night and every morning.
Soon enough he told me that
he could not be away from me. So he to ask me to marry him.
By this time I was 16 going on 17 yrs old. I was a child but
felt so strongly about our feelings that I agreed. We were
engaged for 2 years and got married on December 16th 2000.
And ever since we've been together for the past 10 years