I have been horrible at keeping up with this blog. It's funny because I actually love to write. I have just chosen to be my typical self instead...procrastinating in everything I do.
Although most of you know, I think it is about time I write a post on everything that has happened in my life this past year.
I met an awesome guy, got engaged, and got married. All in time for him to deploy to Pakistan to hopefully get to help the people there that have been devastated by flooding.
So, let's start with the first part...Met an Awesome Guy:
Marcus and I met when we were about 8 years old. Family friends introduced us. (The Covington's) Well, introduced us as far as introductions go when your 8. haha
He was a wild child. Always flirting with me and trying to knock me out of the canoe. Apparently, I thought he was hysterical, or so I was told. Now I don't remember this...I thought boys were icky at 8, so I'm not so sure I believe this statement. ;)
Of course, now I am in love with the man, so I can't really say otherwise, even for when I was 8.
After years of putting up with his relentless flirting and silliness, I moved to Colorado with my mom and little brother. Each summer we would return and visit the Covington's, the family that connected us, and he would show up. We would always end up canoeing down the New River, and of course, he would jump out and swim up to my part of the canoe to try and pull me in. I would get so irritated, which I hoped would make him stop, but I'm pretty sure that only spurred him on more.
I never remember feeling anything for him other than annoyance, but I think every teenage girl convinces herself that she doesn't like boys for some reason or another.
I came back the year before last for a week and spent time with the Covington's, but this time, Marcus didn't come around. I asked Angi, the mom, where he was and why I hadn't seen him and she told me he had joined the Marines. Now, Marcus was an artzy child. Always painting on everything. I even remember the day he showed me the paintings on his ceiling. He was amazingly talented! I just couldn't believe that he had joined the Marines. She gave me his facebook name and told me I should write him. So, I did.
He responded about a month later. I was in Thailand by that time, and it was exciting to hear from another English speaker. When he first wrote, he wrote me about how he wanted to marry me. It was hysterical. We hadn't seen each other in 4 years. I wrote him back questioning him on why he would want to marry me. I played around with him a little in the following messages, but still wondered why he would make such comments.
I thought I would let him get to know me, and then see what he thought. We ended up writing each other pages upon pages of messages back and forth. I opened myself up to him, more than I had to anyone before. I guess I just felt I had nothing to lose. It was an internet relationship. The worst that could happen was he knew a lot about my emotions and my past and he wouldn't want to be with me. Marcus was different though. My openness interested him. He wanted to know more and more. I enjoyed getting to know him too. He loved Disney and music, theatre and writing, movies and hiking, kids and romance. Many of the things I loved. Most importantly, he loved Christ and was seeking to know Him and His word better each day. He was more stubborn than me, more strong-willed and a leader. He was a man that could challenge me and push me towards Christ. A man that I could love and encourage and support in all that he would become.
After Thailand, we spent each month flying to see each other. Skyping and talking on the phone. We talked more than I have talked to anyone, ever!
I fell in Love with him.
Second: We got engaged: Coming soon!!!.......
