We love music almost as we love weddings, so it was quite a treat when we were introduced to Brandon & Leah. Brandon & Leah are a super cute duo who love performing together – seems like a perfect fit for GWS :)
I love that their music is beachy and has such a fun, yet laid back vibe to it. They grew up just a bit north of LA in Malibu and their tunes definitely reflect the spirit of SoCal. Since Brandon & Leah are located not too far from us, we’re hoping to catch a live show soon.
They filmed their newest video “Life Happens” with the help of their close friends at Funk Factory Films, I love that it’s just about them. The home footage in the video shows them seizing the moment and reinforces just how important those small moments happening around you everyday can be! So super sweet. Check it out below:
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Congrats to our contest winners Amanda + Nate.
Here’s their winning story selected by Brandon & Leah:
I met Nate because his sister is one of my closest friends. I’m ashamed to admit that I wasn’t interested in him initially because he is a quadriplegic. Since I had never met a guy my age in a wheelchair, I just wasn’t sure how to interact with him.
Soon after meeting Nate, my 24 year old cousin passed away unexpectedly. David had been one of my favorite people, a quirky guy who taught me to value life and find joy in the little things Although Nate and I weren’t close at the time, he was one of the first people I saw after returning from my cousin’s funeral. Nate instinctively knew what I needed and allowed me to talk about the funeral, about my family, and about my cousin.
A few months after losing my cousin, a group of my single friends went on a cruise together. Nate and his sister also came on the cruise. One of my friends had made me promise before going on the cruise that I would consider Nate as a dating possibility because it wasn’t fair to dismiss him due to a disability. Somewhere in between fancy dinners on the ship, bad karaoke on “single mingle” night, and snorkeling on Grand Cayman, I developed a crush on Nate. I had realized that he was fun and interesting and could still do so many things, despite being in a wheelchair. It took some prodding from his sister and some subtle flirting from me, but eventually we became a couple. Almost one year after we started dating, on my 30th birthday, he proposed to me and we started planning our wedding.
I don’t think Nate and I would be together if it weren’t for the unique circumstances in our lives. Nate has developed an inner peace and optimism that anyone who spends even a little amount of time with him can sense. He was injured in a biking accident at seventeen, so he understands how tragedy can alter your life. I feel so blessed to be marrying Nate and I can’t wait to start our life together.
The love story of my fiance and I is long, but incredible. I will shorten it as much as i can. :) I am from Chicago and he is from Missouri and we met in Gulf Shores, Alabama on July 4, 2009 during a family vacation. He is a runner and so am I, so we hit it off from the start! He had to leave the next day so we planned to go for a run together on the beach the next day. He stood me up! He called later and apologized and I forgave him because it was an accident. We both went our separate ways. In January we started talking again. He drove 5 hours to come see me every weekend for a month! He asked me out while on a run and we became boyfriend and girlfriend. In October of 2010 he moved to Chicago to be with me! :) In July of 2011, we were back in Gulf Shores with his family. On the 4th of July, while on a run on the beach, he asked me to marry him!! I will never forget that day! I couldn’t have asked for anything more perfect!
James and I met my first day of college at band camp! He had a girlfriend but by the end of that first year, that ended and we began, Having been together for almost seven years, James and I have already been through many of the stages of a typical romance. We have been through the crazy falling in love phase, the major life transitions, the rough patches, the emotional turmoils, and fortunately, many many celebrations. One of the recent celebrations was our engagement. While on a walk with our miniature dachshund we stopped at our neighborhood park and James got down on one knee, pulled out the perfect ring, and asked me to marry him. I said yes and accidentally tackled him. We are getting married July 14 (and our pup is the ring bearer)!
My sweetheart, Eric, and I first met back in December of 2009 at a Phish show at MSG in New York City. We were introduced through mutual friends but I was in a relationship and I didn’t really think much of it. Fast forward to Halloween weekend of 2010. We had kept in touch a bit and I was now single. Our paths crossed again in Atlantic City, NJ (another Phish weekend–its our most favorite band! :)) A couple of days later, he asked me if I wanted to have dinner sometime. I was thrilled and he cooked me an amazing lobster dinner–right in my apartment! I’m huge into cooking, so it swept me right off my feet. Our night ended with the greatest first kiss you could ever, EVER imagine and we have been inseparable ever since!
I don’t have a sweetie right now but I LOVE LOVE LOVE this song. So much.
My sweetie, Rob, and I met on FaceBook. We both commented on the historic page of the town in which we were born and raised and just began chatting about the area. We found out we were both born in the same hospital six months apart and went to rival high schools, but never met. We live on opposite coasts now, but we are so much alike it is like we are twin flames…twins born 6 months apart… It just took us a long time to find each other again. Soooo wonderful…
Where to begin. Our love story is very long with many details, there are so many we have them mixed up in our minds. But they are memories we will never forget…So let me start. I met my now Fiance way back in 2007. He was just 15 and I was 16. We met at his house, long story how I ended up there. After we met we didn’t talk to much, but towards the end of summer, we met again at a concert and started talking. We talked throughout the fall, many late nights spent talking til early morning. A few days before Christmas, we both confessed our feelings for each other, and on January 6th 2008, he asked me out. I was so happy. We were young and in love. And four years later, on February 14, 2012. He asked me to marry him. In a big city park, on a stage. We may have a long love story, but now our story has a new chapter.
I met my husband, Jon, 3 months after my ex-fiancé left me the week of our wedding. On my way back to school my dad told me no more weddings this year as a joke to try and make me smile. But my ex leaving me had really thrown me for a loop and I assured him I wasn’t getting married this year, if ever. It took Jon forever to get me to just to remember his name, and it took him even longer to convince me to go on a date with him. It took so much effort on his part but he literally found me in peices, pick me up, and mended my heart. My dad wasn’t upset at all when he gave me away to Jon later that same year. The best part about our love is that Jon met me and loved me at my lowest. His love for me is truly unconditional and everyday with him is a great day. He has never stopped fighting for me.
Our story is short and sweet. I met my husband shortly after I turned 20. I had just moved to Hawaii and he was serving in the U.S. Marine Corps. I first saw him in church and according to him, that’s when he knew he would marry me. We finally met when he happened to come into my work and pretended he didn’t know how to use a computer so he could come talk to me. After that, we were inseparable. He was leaving on deployment to Afghanistan 4 months later so we decided to get married before he left even though we were both so young. He proposed on the beach where we had our first kiss and we planned a wedding in less than a month. Despite our friends taking bets on how long our marriage would last (I think 15 months was the longest guess), 7 years later we are happily married with the cutest little 1 year boy! Life is good.
What a great song! I first met my (now) fiance in 2005, when I was 16. I was sitting at the bus stop in my school uniform and he drove past, saw me and picked me up. I recognised him from college but I’d never spoken to him before. I don’t think I ever caught the bus again! He proposed last August after covering the living room with candles and getting down on one knee. We’ve set the date for 06.08.2013!
I first met Ian when I was 18 years old. I was just starting university and taking a night class, and a mutual friend introduced us. I first impression was that Ian was a babe with a great sense of humor. We bumped into each other on campus for the next few years, but it wasn’t until I was studying for final exams three years later that things started happening. I decided one day to study at a local coffee shop and walked in and saw Ian sitting there studying. We chatted briefly and I sat at my table and got to studying. I decided to head back the next day, and walked in and again saw Ian sitting there studying at the coffee shop. He asked if I wanted to sit with him and the rest, as they say, is history. At the end of each day as we were about to head home we’d say something to each other like “well, maybe I’ll see you here tomorrow.” And – driven by a sort of blind faith that the other person would show up – every day we both returned the coffee shop. Over biology notes and lattes I fell head over heals for him, and we’ve been together ever since. Fast forward three years and we’re engaged!
Our love story is definitely one of how life just happens…
I was living the dream life in New York City. But for some reason, I wasn’t feeling as happy as I should have been, so I decided to make a drastic change. I quit my job, moved out of my apartment and booked a one-way ticket to New Zealand.
I had no idea where I was going, how long I would stay, or where I’d end up next. For two months, I found myself exploring one of the most beautiful places in the world. New Zealand was absolutely phenomenal. I literally experienced it all- Milked my first cow, scuba dived, spotted my first whale in the wild, hung out with endangered penguins, survived the epic 5-day Milford Sound hike, road helicopters through glaciers, bungy jumped, sky dived! Phewyyyy. By the end of it all, I felt 100% refreshed and ready to start my new life back home in the states… Little did I know whom I’d meet next.
A family that I met through my travels invited me back to their home for Christmas- a small farming town called Dannevirke. Population: 6,000. Population of single men: about 10. Four years in NYC, 4 million men, and not a ONE I could love!
A little pub called the Manga is where it all started. After laughing about how no one would be at the pub I decided to go in scrubby yoga pants and didn’t bother to do my hair or makeup. In walks Neil, who ever so slyly picked a stool where he could sit and stare at me for 3 hours. That’s 3 whole hours… straight! A world record! ;)
Long story short, we’re now engaged to be married! What was supposed to be my first stop on my world tour break ended up being my last! We are now figuring out how to merge our lives from two totally different parts of the world! It definitely hasn’t been easy, but I’m a firm believer in how life just happens naturally on it’s own… and nothing is more powerful than love!!
xoxo,
Kat
p.s. Adorable song! Wish you could come perform at our wedding!! ;)
I was taking a surf class in college when I first met John, he was my instructor. We both had mutual frineds throughout college, but never hung out much. Life went on and we ended up meeting again four year later! He came with a mutual friend to my birthday party, conversations about surfing ans tater tots were exchanged and we went on our way. Not but two weeks later La Jolla Cove was breaking and we were both there to watch the waves. Him and his friend were having a photo contest and it was decided that I would be the judge….who won? John did because he was clever enough to take a pic of me ;)We have been together ever since…. and getting married this September!
First of all, I love the song and the video. You both are very gifted! And very in love :)
Mister Cook and I first saw each other in our childhood years at an old country church. He was visiting the church with his mom and brothers, and I was a regular attender there. He remembers telling his brothers about how pretty I was. I didn’t see him for about 5 more years.
In high school, I moved to a town right next to his. Through mutual friends, we actually had our first conversation (not remembering seeing each other years ago). I was new to the area and needed a date to homecoming, so he graciously took me. The night we went to the dance together, he told his mom, “I think I could marry her someday.”
Since we attended different schools, we drifted apart and hardly saw each other for a few more years. We later ended up at the same community college together. My freshman year of college (his senior year of high school), he came in to audition for the speech team….of which I was already a part of. I told my friend as we were watching him audition from afar (who is now my maid of honor in our wedding), “I went to homecoming with him…this is going to be so awkward!” She replied, “You’re gonna marry him someday!”
He made it on the speech team and landed himself a major role in a play I was choreographing that summer.
All summer, we wrestled with our feelings of love and often denied how much we really wanted to be together.
That fall, we couldn’t stand it anymore. We went on a date, and the rest is history.
About three years later he said to me, “Do you remember what I promised you when we first started dating? I promised to treat you like your husband is still out there (in purity and respect)….but I can’t do that anymore. Because I want to be your husband! Will you marry me?” I said, “Yes, Yes!” And now we are getting hitched on October 6th, 2012.
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We are a cross-country, ocean-inspired love affair! My fiance, Jacques, found me after he graduated college and moved to my hometown of San Diego from New Hampshire. Chasing waves, he ended up working at a summer camp with me where we were put in charge of the Marine Science program. When we weren’t taking kids to the beach and the aquarium, we were listening to The Cure, drinking Pacifico, and going surf camping. We fell in love that summer and have been together for 6 years now! We are getting married in July 2013 in Todos Santos, Baja Sur, Mexico where we can celebrate the weather and ocean that brought us together. :)Thanks, and keep up the beachy tunes!
Greyson and I met in high school, and we hated each other; calling each other, ugly & “rat faced” (ok…that was just me). I couldn’t stand the kid. But a few months later I had been baptized into the same church as him and we saw each other every week. I still didn’t care for him until one day he some how got my phone number asking me to be his date to a dance. I remember sitting there being speechless because I thought I hated this kid, but I ended up saying yes.
The whole dance we didn’t talk to each other and it was extremely awkward, but as he walked me to my door that night, I looked up at his big blue eyes and he pulled out a red rose for me. He had me from that moment on…that was 4 years ago.
I want to move to CA after watching that music video!
D.C. and I met 3 years ago while working at a public high school in Boston as teaching assistants for the special ed department. I was postponing my enrollment into graduate school and he was coming off of two years of being incredibly ill with some mystery sickness after coming back from a 6mo. trip to Brazil. We met when we were placed in a freshman English class together; he oversaw most of the kids with ADHD and behavioral problems and I was a 1:1 aide for an amazing red-hedded, freckle face boy with Down Syndrome named Brendan. We flirted casually but we were both mostly oblivious to each other’s pining interest. Until one day in February…Brendan was standing with D when he motioned for me to come join them. When I walked up, Brendan said, “Hey Ms. Lee, what are you doing this weekend?” I said I didn’t have any plans. Then Brendan said, “Well, I think you and Mr. Cashman should be friends.” We of course laughed it off but later that week D finally got up the courage to ask me out! We are forever indebted to Brendan for being the catalyst that helped us cut through all the fog and see what was really going on! Who knows how long it would’ve taken us to see what Brendan saw, that we were a perfect match!
I met my other half after I had truly given up on boys. It was the summer after sophomore year in high school and we met during band camp. We kept joking with each other because we marched right near each other in band. 3 days later we were texting and I picked him up and went to the grocery store with him! Neither of us expected this relationship to last, but after that first date we became inseparable. Another 5 days after that he kissed me under the stars and the rest is history!
I met my fiancé Drew while in college, and had the most pure love for him right away. we were only in our early twenties however, so when Drew decided to join the Special Forces to honor his grandfather and our country, I chose to move on, literally and traveled to New York to grow as a photographer. I myself wanted to honor life just happening, and so I moved on, thinking of Drew over the years… Six to be exact; with little to no contact. fast forward to 2009 when thanks to social networking Drew was able to track me down. We have been back together for more than two years now, and will be married in June. We have survived two deployments, and all those years of experience and it is exactly what made us so aware and appreciative of just exactly how ‘Life Happens.’ Great song Leah & Brandon! Your music is absolutely joyful.
LOVE this uplifting, positive song! We need more of these! :)
My husband and I just recently got married in Kauai in December. We met three years ago at Disneyland. We were both standing in line for the Tea Cups ride and within 5 minutes of waiting in line we became best friends, rode the tea cups together, spent the rest of the day together, telling stories, enjoying rides, wandering around the park like we’d been friends forever. We met there every weekend thereafter for a month until he asked me on a ‘real’ date and we’ve been in love ever since. Two years after we met he proposed to me on the Tea Cups! And now we’re married! He’s my best friend and the way we met was such a fairy tale but so simple – a conversation with a stranger that turned into a great life long friend and soul mate. Couldn’t have asked for anything better. Life just happens.
We met May 22, 2010. I remember the day because it’s my daddy’s birthday. It was the first day in our home for the summer at Camp Fontanelle (by Fremont, NE). Philip and I were both counselors, ready for training week. I remember Philip walking in, but I wasn’t hit instantly with the love bug and neither was he. When we were learning how to lead challenge course activities a few days after our initial meeting, Philip started whispering to the group how we should go about a certain activity. Philip never talked and I really do think that was the first time I heard him say more than 5 words in a row. It’s so weird to remember how quiet he was in the beginning. Later that night (well, I think it was that night…but all of training week blurred together), Philip and a few of the other counselors and I went down to Inspiration Point for stargazing. Philip & I started talking and I knew that I wanted to get to know him better. Through the first few weeks at camp, we stayed up late telling all the mundane stories of our lives up til that point. I learned of Philip’s stories about a platypus and he learned about my spelling bee championships. We talked about the books we’d read, we taught the other the floor plans of our homes and drew the routes we took to get to school. Fast forward a year and a half, and Philip and I were back at Camp Fontanelle for the annual barbeque. I knew the proposal was coming soon, but didn’t expect to be that day. Philip told me that he “wrote down all the days he could ask me and then crossed out the ones I would expect.” I would have expected that he would ask me where we had first met, so I knew he wouldn’t ask me then. Leave it to a psychologist to trick me like that! We decided to go on a hike later in the day, and Philip told me he was going to go get his jacket. I should have been tipped off immediately – Philip is always complaining that he is too hot and would never need a jacket on such a nice day! We took off on our hike through the muddy trails, and at one point I actually said, “Good thing you aren’t proposing to me today or you would get your knee all dirty.” Little did I know that in about a half an hour later than that, I would be Philip’s fiance! We got to one of our favorite spots, and I was sitting on a bench, reminding Phil how we stealthily held hands there while we with campers. Philip said “I cannot wait to have you as my wife.” And I smiled and said “it will be so great!” Then, he was down on one knee and asked me to marry him. We were both smiling from ear to ear the rest of the day.
My love and I met August 7, 2010. Unbeknownst to us at the time, we both had been dealing with frustrating life moments where we had made plans and life decided to go another way and just “happen”.
For Nate, a musician, he was opening for a major tour all summer. However, just a week prior to our meeting, the tour had been unexpectedly cancelled due to the headliner becoming ill and Nate was sent back to Brooklyn earlier than he should have been.
For me, a hopeless romantic, a friendship that I thought was moving to something more serious unexpectedly crumbled and left me heartbroken. I trekked from Queens to Brooklyn that fateful Saturday in order to surround myself with the Botanical Gardens and friends. My friends assured me everything would be okay and in fact, I should meet their other friend, a respectable, incredible guy who just-so-happened to be coming over for a party later. My heart wasn’t having it.
That evening, while playing Scrabble (because as I mentioned before, I am a hopeless romantic and thought I’d give it shot and go to the party), in walks Nate. I couldn’t even talk to him for the first 2 hours, because I was so struck by how he carried himself and the overwhelming sense of his gentle spirit.
We exited the party at the same time, tried to say goodbye on the corner and ended up “saying goodbye” for 3 hours. I knew this was the beginning of something more. Much more.
cancelled tours & deferred relationships: Life happened just the way it was supposed to and it continues to do so as we plan the next step: marriage!
Matthew and I met while stationed at an Air Force base overseas. Due to our respective military ranks, we were not allowed to date. We tried very hard to obey this rule, but just couldn’t stay apart. Everything about him made me smile, and luckily for me he found me irresistible!
He used to tell me that when he would sneak to my apartment to see me, he would recite a quote from Romeo and Juliet: “With love’s light wings did I o’er perch these walls, for stony limits cannot hold love out.” He gave me a silver necklace with the inscription on it when he was deployed in Afghanistan and I wear it every day.
Five years later, we are out of the military and free to plan our life together, but I think our star-crossed beginnings made us appreciate each other even more!
Ross and I have known each other for quite some time. He loves telling the story of when he saw me for the first time on the playground when he was in second grade. He insists that he has had his eyes on me since then. Being from a tiny, South Texas town, I knew who he was and we had common acquaintances. But when we were in high school band together, we got to know each other much better. And after many endearing love letters left in each others’ lockers and much persistence from Ross, we finally began dating.
We both graduated from high school and ventured to college, of course, different colleges. We always insisted that we wanted each other to do what is best. So Ross went to study at a more academic school, and I went to art school.
This month marked our 5 year dating anniversary. On that special day, Ross took me out on the South Texas prairie on a picnic and popped the life changing question that every girl wants to hear. Of course, I accepted and we are now happily engaged.
We love sharing our story with others who doubt the success of long distance relationships or even doubt that true, pure love exist anymore. Even though we a both young and our lives are just beginning together, we are both fully aware that “life happens.” Though we are hundreds of miles apart, our love for each other is incomprehensible. We know that we will spend the rest of our lives together. And that thought is enough.
Attention: Cheesiest love story ever, but it is how I met my fiance and I love it :)
When I was a senior in high school, my mom and I had booked a cruise going to the Bahamas as a graduation present to me. We planned on going with a group of other moms and daughters which included my best friend that had moved away a couple of years before. I was so excited to go and catch up with my old friend that I didn’t even think or care about meeting boys on the cruise. The cruise was so much fun and full of girl time, but on the very last day, on the island of Cococay, I caught the eye of a handsome fellow while I walking out of the bathroom. This guy, who was also walking out of the bathroom, smiled at me and boy did I blush! He was the cutest (and tallest) thing I had ever seen!
Later that day, my friend had met a guy on the island and he asked her to join him and his friends for dinner that night. Not wanting to go alone, she asked me to tag along with them. When it came time for dinner on the ship, I ended up sitting right next to the tall, handsome, bathroom boy! We were both so nervous that we just sat and smiled at each other the whole dinner and hardly ever spoke. My friend’s date continued on to the dance club on the ship, so naturally, I wanted to stick around to see if my handsome cruise crush and I could get past just smiling at each other. We hit it off perfectly! As cheesy as it was, we danced that night to “Killing Me Softly with His Song” now knowing that both of us hate dancing and we picked the weirdest song to dance to. After a wonderful night, we all had to say goodbye because the cruise was ending early the next morning.
A little broken hearted after connecting with someone and then leaving shortly after, my mom and I flew back to Arkansas. I swore to my mom that I loved this person but I knew that there was no way that I would ever see or hear from him again. We hadn’t exchanged numbers and he lived in Alabama! Little did I know, Kyle was writing the cutest little diddly on his guitar about our magical time together while he was at the airport waiting to fly home. Two weeks later, he added me on facebook and sent me the recording of him playing and singing the song in the airport. Melted my heart! We started emailing back and forth for the next couple months getting to know each other, followed by texting and phone calls. Eventually, it lead to him making the 8 hour drive to come and visit me and my family about once a month. After three years of us being in a long distance relationship together, one morning he surprised me after driving all night up to Arkansas and proposed to me right in the middle of my college campus! Of course I said yes! I am set to marry my cruise sweetheart this coming June. And only to get a little more cheesy, we decided that for our honeymoon, we will go on the same cruise and visit the same islands where we first fell in love. Talk about coming full circle!
I absolutely love this song because it is so true. My fiance and I actually met in… Iraq! I had moved into his unit a couple months into deployment and because we have the same last name (Kim, which is the most common Korean last name) people kept getting us mixed up. Since I was new, we had only heard of each other but had not yet met since he was on a different patrol base about an hour away. After finally being introduced several times (by his friend, by my boss, by his boss) we started talking which very soon turned into flirting and then we both just knew. After returning home, we spent about 4 wonderful months together and now he is in Georgia for training and I am still here in Texas. Life Happens. <3
Our story is very much a musical one! I met my boyfriend 7 years ago when I was in the 8th grade and he had just graduated from high school. He was the drummer in the most popular band in town and I, being a drummer as well, had gone to volunteer at one of their concerts. Upon meeting him and watching him play, I knew that he was the love of my life, though everyone I knew thought I was just a love-struck teenager.
Several weeks later, he emailed me to say thank you for my help at the show, and thus began a very long friendship! Despite our age difference, we found that we were extremely comfortable with each other, often talking about music, life, and our goals. All the while I was completely in love with him, but never thought he would feel the same way. We dated other people, but were always the one each other turned to in times of joy and sadness.
This friendship kept up for four and a half years, until he finally kissed me after long hike in the mountains. I professed my longtime love for him, and have found that my love has only grown for him over the last two and a half years we have been dating. We are more in love than ever, and I can’t believe where this love-at-first-sight has taken me!
My man and I actually met on match.com, but it’s still an interesting story. I lived in SoCal, he lived in Nashville. I was moving back to TN, so I began “searching for matches” in TN. He came up, wearing a green sweatshirt and I immediately thought he was adorable. Reading more about him I was so intrigued…click “wink” and hoped to hear back. NOTHING.
Fast forward 5 months. I’m back in TN, and renewed my subscription. Wanted to meet new people in Nashville. After trolling through, the green sweatshirt popped up again. I “winked” one more time, and hoped he would write me. He wrote me that night, we met a few days later, and have been dating ever since! When we first met I mentioned that I had noticed him months ago, and he remembered me! He said he thought I was pretty but bummed out I lived so far away. Little did he know, “Life Happens”…and we were meant to be. :)
The day after graduating college in Florida, I took a leap and moved to Colorado by myself. I was the eternal 7th wheel all throughout college and had just about deemed myself hopeless for meeting the right guy for me. I decided to take time and focus on myself, learn about who I was and what I wanted to be, independently. Just so happens that once you let go of all of the worries about meeting someone, fate jumps in! I met my (as of recent husband), Pat, at a local dive bar in the small ski town that I lived in. He was playing pool, and me, being utterly horrible at pool, asked if he would want to play on a team with me. Truth is, we are both very bad pool players, but that was for sure the most successful pool game I’ve ever had! We talked the entire night, and have pretty much been inseparable since (6 years this June)! Life is happening, and it’s been oh, so sweet!
My Fiance & I have known each other since we were about 11yrs old. We went to Middle School & Highschool together. We never were around each other much during School, he knew me as “Gina’s little sister” & that’s about it! Years later when we both had been out of School for a couple years…we just so happened to meet again! I was at a friend’s house & he was at his friend’s house. Both of our friends knew each other & his friend decided to call my friend one night…lol! Our friends got us on the phone together & we talked for a couple hours that night & both our friends ended up falling asleep before our conversation was over. He gave me his cell phone number & unfortunately I punched in the wrong number. A couple days later I tried calling & was shocked to get a wrong number. After that I thought he gave me the wrong number on purpose. Then a couple days later he called & left me a message. I will never forget it because I was in the car & when I heard he had left me a message, I had to pull over & check it because I was so giddy! We went out that weekend for the first time & instantly hit it off! Now we have been together for about 7 years & are planning our Fall themed Wedding that will take place on October 20th of this year! He is the peanut butter to my jelly! We finish each other’s sentences & we can be humming the same song in our heads & start singing them out loud at the same time! I wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world!
My love story was completely unexpected. When I was in high school I spent all of my summers working at a camp in the mountains of Montana. My last summer working there before my senior year of high school, I was really homesick. I wanted to go home and had a horrible attitude about the whole experience. That’s when Noah came into my life. It was his first year working at camp, and he was a few weeks late (I can’t even remember why anymore!). At first he was extremely shy and we didn’t really talk at all. One week we were both counselors at the same time so we had to spend a lot of time together. I saw during that week his sweet heart as he took care of underprivileged kids, a camp worker who was mentally challenged, and even me-the girl with the pouty attitude who didn’t realize how blessed she was. He would buy me candy from the candy store and sit by me during fireside. He picked on me a little bit, which was very Jr. High and I loved every minute of it. I had never felt so strongly for someone in my whole life. When camp was over, I realized he would be going back home to Minnesota, and I lived in Idaho. I was only 17 and he was only 16, and I didn’t know if we’d ever see each other again. For the next year we kept in contact, and despite the distance my love for him grew. I knew somehow we would be together, even if no one believed in us. I think it was my age (and maybe my stupidity) that made our relationship possible-I wasn’t thinking about consequences or how crazy it was, I just loved him and he loved me. After I graduated I moved to Minnesota to go to college and we began dating. It’s been almost 5 years and we will be getting married this summer. I’m so glad I never gave up even when everyone was telling me I was young and crazy!
I had been living in LA, working, single, loving life. But something didn’t seem right. I wasn’t following my dreams. So I packed up my life, moved to Paris alone to go back to school and study wine, learn the language, and explore a part of myself I had never known. Near the end of my year in Paris, I met Thomas. Our story began with music. It was at the concert of my favorite band that was playing a show in the city. I happend to have an extra ticket, and he happened to be looking for one. The night didn’t end until the early hours of the morning. After a few more dates, including a picnic at Versailles (kind of barf/swoon at the same time!), I new I was in trouble. However, I had to go home because my visa had expired. He asked me to come back to France. And I did. We are now in the process of moving back to California together and planning our future together, including our wedding!
Our story began at a house party when we were only eighteen. I had just graduated high school and my parents insisted upon a midnight curfew, so I had driven myself to meet up with some friends. As the minutes ticked closer to midnight, I walked to my car and found a pretty cute guy sitting all alone on the curb. His ride had bailed and he was left all alone, and going against literally everything my parents AND Law and Order: SVU had ever taught me, I offered the guy a ride home. Within a few miles he asked me if he could treat me to dinner, which I had no time for, so he treated me to a burrito and promised the next meal would be a little more formal. Fast forward nine and a half years and we are prepping for our wedding which will be held on the tenth anniversary of me taking a chance on love with a then stranger/now best friend. Thank you for the opportunity!
My wife and I met in the middle of our local mall. Two friends of ours, introduced us. And though that may not be as romantic as some already written….I take my wife back to this mall, on each anniversary to remind us of where we started and where we are now. We will celebrate our 23rd wedding anniversary this May. And I pray that we are given many more to come!
T-ball 1996. He was picking grass and I was catching fly balls. Although we don’t remember each other back then, we have a picture to prove it! Our first memories together came in middle school. We had all seven periods together and were inseparable. Best friends. Soccer, basketball, tennis, band, etc. We “went out” for a while and then I dumped him because I didn’t want a boyfriend but a best friend. We stayed friends throughout high school and he always seemed to be there despite my efforts to “friend-zone” him. Patient, quiet, yet persistent, Reed never gave up on me. Our first year of college he continued to keep in touch, visiting me, taking me on outdoor adventures and being an incredible friend I could count on. We were growing closer and I started to realize we were making future road trip plans and going on romantic adventures during our time together. It wasn’t until we went backpacking in the Olympic Mountains that it dawned on me how perfect we are together and how I couldn’t travel and go on all these trips with him if I was to date someone else. My heart exploded when I opened my eyes and saw for the first time the pure, deep, honest love he had for me as he caught me trout for dinner, taught me how to fly fish, set up camp, and presented me with a spoon he had spent hours hand carving. He was everything I was looking for at college but didn’t realize I already had. That weekend we made it official and the relationship fell into place perfectly. Now, still best friends, but ready to tackle the next mountain and challenge hand in hand, together. I just love how many memories we have had together without even knowing it. Oh yeah, did I mention our families are friends? God’s plan is incredible. We are planning on getting married after we graduate college in 2014.
My love story started on the first day at my new high school. My future Fiance remarked to his friends, “I’ll have her in two weeks!”. Well it took him two months to pluck the courage up to ask me out and we have been together ever since. That was ten years ago and he has just proposed on our ten year anniversary holiday in the most romantic way. I’d always loved the idea of having a highschool sweetheart and I’m so lucky to have found the love of my life so young and we can share forever together.
I met my fiance Evan in high school. We were best friends through high school, always were attracted to each other, but never dated. After our first semester away at different colleges, we came home for winter break and were at the same New Years Eve party. Shortly after midnight, I saw him sitting by himself and I went over to him and kissed him on the lips! Sparks flew and we’ve been together ever since. We did the whole long distance thing though 3.5 years of college, but it worked because we already knew each other so deeply as a best friend. I look back and am actually very thankful for the distance because I have a lot of letters and email thought out our relationships, that I wouldn’t have had otherwise. We just celebrated our 10 year anniversary of dating (on New Years Day 2012), and marked the occasion by getting tattoos of our love name for each other. We’re officially tying the knot on November 10th, 2012!!
I met my fiance in the summer of 2008. I had just arrived at a sleep away camp for the summer to work as a counselor, and I heard the new English counselor had also arrived. I went to the camp office to see him and automatically wanted to date him! He was so cute! Needless to say, after a week we started dating. At the end of the summer, we decided it was worth it to try long distance. After 3 and a half years of skyping with him in England and me in the USA, he popped the question and now we’ll be able to live in the same country! Couldn’t be more excited to marry my best friend!
Brian and I grew up about 45 miles away from each other in North Carolina, but we didn’t meet until college. On the first week of school he invited me on a date. We watched “America’s Sweethearts” at the local theater and shared Junior Mints. That was in the fall of 2001! Needless to say, a lot of life happened for both of us in between then and now. We were best friends, but never sweethearts, through college. When we graduated, we went our separate ways: Brian to Aspen and me to Charleston. After a year apart, he joined me in Charleston, where we worked as naturalists for a year. Then he headed back to Aspen for the summer. On my birthday that summer, I received a postcard from him, saying that he would be back in the Carolinas for the fall. We spent the season teaching environmental education together and then I took a leap of faith and joined him in Aspen, where we fell in love. We spent four wonderful winters living the dream: snowboarding, traveling, and soaking up the mountain lifestyle. Last summer we led kayaking expeditions on the Outer Banks. At sunrise on the beach, ten years after meeting, I asked Brian if he would marry me. “You were supposed to wait for me to ask you!” he exclaimed…and then he spun me around and got down on one knee. The rest is history. We will be married in Aspen this fall. Life happens to the best of us!
My fiancé and I grew up across a lake from each other in northern Wisconsin. I spent every summer on the lake visiting my grandparents, and Max lived here year round with his family. When I was in college I started working here in the summers and spent more and more time here. One night after work my coworkers invited me to a local bar. That’s where I met Max. He was there with his softball team after a game and I’ve since learned that he noticed me as soon as I walked in the door. He didn’t like the guy I came in with, and made it his mission to “steal me” from him. It worked. We started dating soon after and made it through a year of long distance while I was finishing school before we moved in together on the same lake we grew up on.
The town we live in has only about 600 people and we are confident that we met some other time in our lives, whether it was at library story hour, the Fireman’s picnic, or the county fair. All I know is that I am very glad I walked into the bar that night!
My fiance first noticed me at a 4th of July party that was hosted by a mutual friend of ours. I don’t remember seeing him there, but he says he remembers me. He actually leaned over to one of his friends and said,”See that girl… she is going to be my wife.” He emailed one of my best friends (who was our mutual friend’s girlfriend) and asked how to contact me. We emailed back and forth for quite some time, but it wasn’t until over a year later that we decided to meet face to face (at what I thought was our first time ever meeting face to face). It was under the guise of wanting to give me a copy of the CD he had just recorded. Needless to say, I saw through that one. But our hour coffee meet up turned into 5 hours of nonstop conversation (and flirting). 5yrs later and we are engaged and will be married May 26th of this year. I couldn’t be more thrilled…
“I met Zane in Spain.” It’s the perfect rhyme to the perfect love story. While we are both Los Angeles natives, my boyfriend and I met 5,800 miles away in Madrid as part of a study abroad program in college. In Spanish, to say I love you is “te amo”. However, in Spain, to say I love you is “te queiro” which literally translates to I want you and just goes to speak of the passion and love that exists in Spain and has been in our relationship from the beginning. Four years later, we are just as passionate and in love as ever and he has been my support and encouragement throughout medical school. I can’t wait to see how our love evolves.
Wow, so many fun stories! I’ll just cut to the chase with my own: I met Steve while on a missions trip to Kenya in 2009. I had lead a team of 9 college students to Kenya to work with orphans and serve in community development…never did I imagine I’d find true love, let alone in another country!
Ironically, I wasn’t so kean on Steve in the beginning, he was cute, I’ll give him that. But I figured, I’m here for 2 months, no point. Well, that surely changed 4 weeks later. Unfortunately I got malaria/ typhoid while on my trip and as my team went about their daily activities, I lived inside a bed feeling as though death were upon me.
Steve used my vulnerable state of being to show me who he really is. He drove me to my many hospital visits, held my hand when I was being poked with needles, and bought me ice cream knowing it was the only thing i can keep down.
I left Kenya knowing Steve was a special guy and many memories to carry with me. About a month later I got a call from Steve, checking in and seeing how things are going 1/2 a world away. We kept in touch and soon began dating long distance. In August of 2010 (1 yr later) I decided to leave everything I knew in Long Beach, Ca and ventured out to Kenya and what a journey it has been. Fast forward 1.5 years later…
I am currently living in Nairobi, Kenya, enjoying this culture, learning new things about myself, deepening friendships, and now just beginning to plan a wedding to come this December! Just imagine what an African-So Cal wedding would look like, such madness! It’s important for us to share and celebrate both cultures since we are now two becoming one : )
I wont say this road of cross cultural relating has been easy, many ups and downs, with sacrifices and rewards, but I wouldnt change it for the world. I have found true love, and thats not only worth fighting for, but worth cherishing as well.
shalom.
I met my boyfriend in my village. It was the last place where I though I would meet someone. We met during the summer, but we didn’t talk to each other. And then we met an year later in the same place, but we were alone this time, so we had to talk to each other. 3 months later we were a couple. And we have been together ever since. it’s 6 years now.
My fiance and I met in the second month of graduate school. We were in the same program and had a couple of classes together. Joe and I struck up a conversation in statistics recitation after he gave a presentation on his undergraduate research. Something just clicked between us, and we eventually would wait in the computer room to talk to one another. Eventually, he asked me out to lunch, and we’ve been together ever since.
It was Labor Day Weekend 2010, and my best friend and I are foodies, so we got up extra early and drove 3 1/2 hours to Traverse City, MI to get omelets at The Omelet Shoppe. After breakfast we were doing a little window shopping downtown and walked into a vintage/retro shop called Dorothy Jean’s. As we were trying on funky hats and scarves the woman behind the counter started a conversation with us about the rainbows over the bay from the previous night. We informed her that we had just came into town that morning from Kalamazoo. This got her asking about whether or not we were students at Western Michigan University and we both said yes. She just so happened to mention her son, who had recently gotten back from traveling and sleeping on riverbanks for a month in Europe, was a senior there. Then I told her that I had just gotten back from a month long trip in Europe about 3 weeks prior, and was also a senior. After talking her son up for 5 more minutes she wrote his name on a slip of paper and said to look him up on Facebook. So I did, we went for coffee, and the rest is history! Mothers know best, I suppose.
I met my fiance when I was in 7th grade. I was in major crush with him at first site, but he wasn’t with me; that would have been weird since he was a sophmore in highschool- he was my best friend’s big brother. I spent so much time at my best friend’s house & grew very close to her family over the years. It wasn’t until I was a senior in college over Christmas break that her brother asked me out. My friend gave her blessing happily, and we have been dating two years and just got engaged!
My Fiance and I are both Park Rangers who worked at Parks thousands of miles away from each other. One day a group of Ranger friends and I were sitting around after work describing our “perfect person” and my description made my friend Gary very excited. He told me he had the perfect person I had to meet at his wedding. 10 months later at his wedding I had forgotten all about this when my perfect person ranger hit on me in the drinks line. Apparently Gary had the same conversation with him and he had forgotten about it. Before we could even be set up we found each other!
After a few months dating a job came up in his park and although it was a longshot, I got it! We have been together ever since. It is only fitting that having met at a big National Park wedding, that we have a big National Park wedding ourselves!
Chris and I met while we were both working at Target. I worked on the closing team and he worked on the overnight team. He saw me and just had to have my number, so asked a mutual friend for it. We went on a date but he was VERY shy so I didn’t get to see his real personality and I wasn’t interested in going out with him again. Three years later, I was at a roller skating night hosted by my university and I saw him there. Out of the hundreds of people there, many which were familiar to me, I saw him. I thought he was so cute. That night, I went home and found him on facebook (creepy, I know) and asked if he wanted to hang out sometime. Though he was dating someone at the time, we went out again two months later and now we’re engaged.
My fiance and I met when we were in 3rd grade. My family had just moved to Maryland, and we were in the same 3rd grade class. We both had a crush on each other, and he gave me chocolate lips for Valentine’s Day that year. Throughout elementary school and middle school we were really good friends, and we saw each other almost every day between school and church. By the time we got to high school we still had a crush on each other, and we FINALLY started dating the night of our junior prom. The rest is history :) We dated throughout our junior and senior year of high school, and then went away to college together. Now we have both graduated, and we are getting married in 55 days!
I met my boyfriend during my freshman year of college. We were at a party and he told me he had a crush on me since the moment he saw me. We started dancing and the rest is history :) He is my best friend and never fails to make me laugh. He is the only person that can always make me smile, and I am so lucky to have him in my life. After my freshman year, he had to transfer to a different school about five hours away so we have been doing long-distance for around 2 years now, but we make it work. I would rather have him five hours away than not have him at all. Our relationship kind of reminds me of the relationship between Brandon and Leah in the “Life Happens” video, because we are always out doing goofy things together and we are always laughing.
I walked into the coffee shop he was working at. I had hot pink hair so he decided to chat me up for a little bit. We sat and talked for about 10 minutes and then I left. The next day I got a call from a friend of mine (who worked with him, which I didn’t know!)telling me she gave him my number. He took me to canada to play bingo on our first date, now it’s over 7 years later and we’re planning a wedding!
I met my wife in 7th grade, 1979. I was invited to her 13th birthday party, along with all other classmates. As God is my witness when her brother played “Jailhouse Rock” on their stereo I did my very best Elvis impression-again this is no joke. We began dating that summer (as much as two 13 year olds could date, Bingo, Bowling, going to the local mall, we loved watching ‘Dallas’)! In High School we were voted Class Couple-but we had broken up by the time the Class Couple photo was in the yearbook! We got back together in college and married on August 16, 1996. No one can say we didn’t take our time! For the wedding reception I wore a tailor made jumpsuit as a nod to Elvis, and we handed out scarves with our names embroidered on them as Wedding Favors. We have 3 beautiful children and are living the dream. Still holding hands and still very much in love.
My darling future husband and I met at Summer camp in 4th grade. It all began with a tiny little girl hesitant to play field games simply because she knew there was competitive, not-so-little boy who always ran her over.
She got over her fear of his competitive spirit, and he got over his fear of girls and they started e-mailing during the school year…Just waiting for that one week of the year they’d get to reunite. That week of camp was always spent together, skipping late night games to go stargazing, and picking wild daisies (my favorite flower of them all!
She lived in Minnesota, he lived in Wisconsin. But they never let the distance matter, and seized every opportunity to connect. Instant Message and Snail Mail were huge in their developing 7th grade relationship ;)
Although I told my Mom in 6th grade that I would marry this boy, It wasn’t until my 16th birthday that we established our feelings for one another. Up until this point, we were just best friends. He gave me flowers, and we danced.
Summers went by, and as we continued to grow up into high-school and college, we started working at this same camp as counselors. This camp is a magical place.
July 4th, 2009 with fireworks in the sky, Bryan wrapped his arms around me and FINALLY asked if I would be his girlfriend. I said yes.
Just over two years later, at the same camp that little 4th grade Bryan and Elizabeth met….Bryan gave me one paper crane after another, each with a clue leading us to a memorable spot at the camp. One for our first photo together, the time we first talked, where we started dating..etc.
The last crane read,
“The prettiest, most meaningful place for us along Crescent Lake Shores,
We have all of our talks here,
with my hand always holding yours”.
We sat by the water front on a creaky wooden bench and I was asked by the most gracious, calm, loving, adorable man if I would be his wife.
I said yes :)
I met Jeff a year and a month ago. After my own brother died, I started talking to my friends back in NZ more (I’m originally from Illinois) and my friends decided I needed to meet Jeff and couldn’t believe that I hadn’t met him before. My best friend from college and Jeff’s brother set us up. I came here on vacation for three weeks and met the shyest, sweetest, coolest red-headed man. I left after my vacation not knowing whether things would work out, but six months and about 100 hours of phone conversations later, I moved back to NZ and have been madly in love with my soulmate ever since. Love happens when you least expect it. Neither of us thought we’d find love and we’re so happy to have each other now.
One evening, two summers ago I rode my bike up to the dog park near my house, along with my little dog, Murphy. Murphy immediately fell in love with a sweet brindle dog that seemed to be just as interested in him as he was in her. I asked around until I came upon a (very handsome) man who said the dog belonged to him. We started chatting with the regular dog park banter and before we knew it, it was dark out and we had been talking for 3 hours!! The next time we saw eachother we exchanged numbers and spent the rest of the summer exploring the cities best hiking spots and dog parks and fell in love, hard and fast. He proposed last September while we were backpacking at the peak of the mountain. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me and makes me happier each day I am privledged enough to know him, and call him mine. That summer I would have never anticipated finding someone so dear to me. But, life happens.
Had been travelling with my daughter down in Mexico for just about a year when my family said i “couldn’t be a gypsy for the rest of my life” so i agreed to let them enroll me into university – this was back in 1998. So my daughter and i moved up there, went for a walk to check out this new town, met a girl who was working at the local board shop – she invited me to a potluck at her place. I attended; met Doug, we got along. Next weekend at the universities opening party – we ran into each other again in the line up for the beer garden – this time he asked for my number. :) Next day he called and brought my daughter and i lunch – that was 14 years ago. We now have a son and have built a business together, and figured we are finally ready to start planning a wedding. We are known for doing the whole, life wedding family thing a bit out of order, but we are all about “life happening” – its how we met.
When I was 16, I was one of two girls on my high school surf team. This was 2000 and AOL chat was still very big. So one night I was bumming around on AOL looking at people’s profiles and I typed in 15-18 year old male bodyboarder and waited for profiles to come back of people who were currently on. Steve in Australia popped up and as it was a place I really, really wanted to go to, I messaged him. Over the next two years we chatted as friends talking about bodyboarding, friends, people we were dating, religion, losing a few friends to suicide, really whatever was on our mind at the time. Then I got a serious boyfriend and we lost contact. After a year and a half the boyfriend and I broke up and I really felt like I needed a change in my life. At first I thought I’d do a study abroad program in London, but that was going to be pretty pricey so I started thinking about Aus. It took me forever to dig up Steve’s phone number, but I did fine it, contacted him and we started chatting again. He helped recommend a school to attend here and with the application process. Six months later I was in Australia and he met me my first day to be my tour guide around town. That was 7 years ago as of Feb 10 and we’re getting married in California in September in front of all of our American and Australian friends and family! It’s funny how life happens…
When I was 17 my boyfriend and I met at a coed softball game. I had gone to the game with his bestfriend at the time and was sitting in the bleachers while everyone was arriving. Chris walked up, sat right behind me, then five minutes later he sparked up the conversation. The next day I got a text message from a number that was not familiar, I was unsure who it was since I didn’t remember giving my number out. It ended up being Chris. (come to find out since I never gave him my number he went into his bestfriends phone to get my number lol). We conversed for about a week before hanging out again. We hung out for a good month and half with no intentions of getting together or me even feeling attracted him. After spending every week together for that month and a half, we grew on each other and in October of 2006 we started dating. Down the road I ended up finding out we shared a big group friends an hung out at the same places yet we never met before. It’s funny how “life happens”… ;) … a little over five years later we are engaged, still going strong and more in love everyday.
cain and i meet 22 years ago in aug 21, 1989. we where both 21, i was selling flowers on the corner to help me make it thur college and he was working as a driver for the company. he had picked me up from the corner to return me to my car with all the other sellers. it was love at first sight, we were both lucky for the driver that would have pick me up was watching a basketball game, if there was no game i do not think we would have meet, we have been together ever since, we just got married last october at convict lake 20 miles south of mammoth at are favorite place to be fishing and enjoy the amazing outdoors! love light truth <3
I met a very sweet boy in Chemistry class, first period, junior year of high school. My goofy teacher did the unthinkable and let the computer randomly select seats for the students. This sweet and handsome boy and I were selected to be chemistry partners for the year. That class created a new friendship for us that lasted until graduation. We headed to separate colleges and lost track of each other for a while. A year later we met back up through mutual friends and started a relationship that would lead us into a beautiful life we would share together. We have had many twists and turns and bumps and bruises, but we have battled through it together as best friends would. We look forward to all of the happy moments we will share in life, but are prepared with the others love, when the inevitable rough patches arise. As we plan our lives together we can’t help but to think back to high school nearly ten years ago and thank that computer for selecting us as partners, now it’s for life :)
I was a Freshman in college, making a visit home one weekend for a festival. While I was hanging out with my one of my girl friends on a bench in the center of town, I received a phone call. I didn’t recognize the number, but I always answer. There was a boy on the other end that told me his name was Andre Schwarzer, and he wanted to meet up. I was pretty confused, because I was definite I had never met this guy, let alone given him my number. He told me that I had given it to him the night before, and I had told him we were going to hang out that night. So I started asking him questions about what I look like and where I’m from, in the hopeful attempt to stump him and make him admit that he had never really met me. After each question, I heard snickering in the background, and he answered all my questions correctly! Eventually he hung up on me, but somehow I figured out it was a guy I knew from high school’s soccer teammate. A prank phone call! I called my friend and pretended to chew him out for giving my number out to a stranger. Amidst my girly giggling and pretend fighting, I received a text message from the number that had called me. He apologized if he had upset me and wanted to make sure that he hadn’t offended me. I texted him back, telling him that I was just kidding and it was no big deal. That kid kept texting me all night, all the next day, and all the next week. He would always tell me he had fallen asleep the night before, but really he told me later, that he would ask me a question before he went to bed so that I would answer and he would have a reason to talk to me the next day. It is now three and a half years later and he put a ring on it!! We’re getting married this fall, and we still think about that prank phone call that changed our lives. He still can’t put it into words why he fell in love with me over the phone that night, but he knows it has something to do with the fact that I was willing to play along with him. We are two of the most playful people ever, and there was no better way for us to get to know each other than over that prank phone call that evening in September (:
I met my fiance in my living room… I had just moved into a new apartment with three girls, none of which I knew… I had been set up to live with them by the woman I had been living with (life was “happening” if you will… it was pretty crazy at the time and I ended up not having a place to live at a moments notice, so my mentor (who is also a Pastor and married to one of the Senior Pastors at my church)) said I could live with them until I found a place. We were searching craigslist, nearby college websites and the like for people who were looking for a roommate, but to no avail. Finally Christmas time came, I went home for Christmas Eve and Christmas day and came back to their house a few days after that, and my mentor said “I THINK I FOUND A PLACE FOR YOU TO LIVE!” She had spoken to a woman at the Christmas Eve service at our church and asked her if she knew anyone looking for a roommate… the woman said no, and was about to go on her way, when she realized that THEY would actually be needing a roommate very soon! (but not until April) Tana said, well, you guys should at least meet and see if you like eachother/get along. So she set up a time for us to meet… I drove over after a long closing shift at Starbucks to meet them, and when I left I got a text saying “WE LOVE YOU! MOVE IN NOW!” So, I moved in on January 1st… I became VERY good friends with Jen, and one night as I got home from work, her brother had come over to make her dinner and was still there when I got back… they were sitting in the living room, we talked about how he was going off to Basic Training for the Army in a few weeks, and saw eachother again one night when he had come over to hang out with his sister again (he said he waited and waited and waited and tried to prolong leaving because he knew I would be home very soon ;) cutie!)… the time came and went from him to leave for Oklahoma to boot camp, we had only spoken on those two occasions, but apparently, unbeknownst to me – he had seen me and wanted to meet me way back in the beginning of December at church, and the night I came in and met him as “his sisters new roommate” he was blown away that he finally had the chance to meet me. Well, his Basic Training graduation came and I had become good friends with his whole family (heard lots about him, but still didn’t really know him because he was away), and sent him a graduation gift of the devotion “Streams In the Desert” and a little encouraging note to make him smile (you could say I had a little crush… didn’t know it was reciprocated though!)… his sister had also put a bug in his ear saying he should talk to me, without knowing I had a little crush, and he was AMAZED to hear she would not be wierded out if he did! So, after getting the present on April 8, 2011 for his graduation, he wanted to call me, because I was having a bad night and had been texting with his sister who was in Oklahoma for his graduation, but I said no… he texted me to “put a smile on my face, and say thanks” and then called me the next morning to thank me again. From that day on we spent countless hours on the phone, writing eachother letters (yes, real, old-fashioned letters) getting to know eachother, and when he came home on May 21, he asked me to be his girlfriend… I of course said yes… :) It was fabulous :)
My boy and I met when I was newly 18 and he was 20. I thought he was gorgeous and he thought I was terrifying, but don’t all good romances have some fear in them? Unbeknownst to me, my best friend had been secretly in love with him for 3 years. Well, I should have known, but whenever she talked about her “crush” I always just pretended to know who she was talking about. When it finally came out that he was her obsession, I tried to steer clear. But sometimes God laughs at our efforts to undermine him.
He started playing music with my brother and coming around all the time. He showed up at my job and at my school and I couldn’t avoid him anymore. I didn’t WANT to avoid him anymore. We would talk on the phone and skype for hours and on the nights when my insomnia would keep me up, he would lullabye me with his guitar over Video Chat.
When it finally came out that we were going to be together, not everyone was over joyed with us. My best friend distanced herself, my mom didn’t trust him and his dad didn’t trust me. We’ve been together for almost 3 years now and are still working on these things.
But we’re getting married in 9 months. We’re now greeting card writing, musical, snarky hipsters who have our own way of being cute. Two poor kids who just want to be able to be together.
And that’s the best adventure I can imagine.
“I didn’t catch your name?” That is how it all began, well sort of.
Laura: In late August 2006 I was waiting in a twisting long line outside Frasier hall on Western Washington University’s campus. All nerves and anticipation as I waited to take my math placement test my freshman year of college. Or perhaps the fact that it was my first real experience on a college campus as a college freshman was the true instigator of the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I began a conversation with the girl in front of me to fill the awkward anxiety settling in. We chatted for a few minutes before realizing we were from the same hometown but went to different schools all our lives. “South Kitsap High School?” Our conversation came to a halt and we both glanced over our shoulders at a tall, slender and dashingly handsome guy who had obviously been eaves dropping, “I have a jersey that I picked up at a Goodwill in Idaho that is from South Kitsap!” Now three of us continued our chatter while the line filter into different testing rooms. We shuffled into a medium sized classroom with old flip-top writing desks. The tests were handed out and the anxiety recommenced.
Mitch: I tried to focus my attention on the task at hand, filling out the top of the bubble sheet with my first and last name but I had little opportunity as I tried to discreetly glance over the shoulder of the sweet girl I had been talking to earlier for just a peek at her bubbled in name. Was that a L or a M…. hmmm to hard to tell with the letters so close together, what was her name? Wonderful I thought, “The first and only person I’ve meet at Western and I’ve already forgotten her name. This does not boad well for my college social life.” The test began and it became increasingly hard to try and decipher the bubble letters of her name without looking like a complete cheater. Soon only half way done with the test it quickly became my goal to finish the test at the same time as her so we could walk out together. But my seemingly brilliant idea vanished when suddenly she stood up, walked past with a slight glance, handed off her test to the instructor, and left the room. Still on question 20 of 40 quickly I had a decision to make, finish the test and potentially never see her again or take my chances on the remaining questions and see if I could catch her. This was a no brainer, I wildly bubbled in letters, and out the doors I ran, which way did she go?
Laura: Walking briskly from the building I was glad to be through but my mind did not allow comfort but rather a constant bicker and banter of what that last math problem could have meant. I retrieved my cell phone from my bag and checked for missed calls. My dad, mom and sister had planned to meet up after the test; I would find them at the bookstore. I picked up the pace as I darted passed the library until suddenly I felt a hand grace my lower back. I jumped as the unexpected visitor came into view. “Sorry, I didn’t catch your name?” He said, smiling brilliantly. “Oh, haha, I’m a Laura.” I shyly replied “I’m Mitch.” We exchanged smiles as we together headed across the sidewalk and straight into my parents. Lucky me ☺
As SummerStart, WWU’s weekend long freshman orientation, commenced we saw a spattering of each other: in line to pick up our freshly printed IDs, during games and icebreaker activities, hanging out with new acquaintances. But it wasn’t until the following month that fate really stepped into our relationship.
Mitch: Being an out of state student I arrived to school the Friday before the typical move-in day in order to get settled early. My dorm was great, set back in a little forest of trees just outside the south end of campus. The trek into campus would be just that, a trek, but well worth it. My mom and I walked along the forth floor of stack 8, reading the door decorations of the future students I would call my floormates and close friends Kayla and Danielle, hmmm they sound nice, Susanna and Laura, really!? Laura, that is a fairly common name but I wonder if it might be her…. I continued down the hall reading the names and wondering and wishing.
Laura: After settling into my new room and meeting my new roommate I entered into a lounge full of new people: our first Stack 8 meeting with our RA. I swept the room for a familiar face; just maybe I would be lucky enough to recognize someone. Then suddenly my stomach jumped I made eye contact with him. “Stack 8?” He mouthed from across the room. “Yes” I smiled and nodded. “Floor four?” I motioned back holding up four fingers. He pointed at his chest and made a piece sign, “Me, too!” both our eyes lit up!
Serendipitous? Luck? Fate? Call it what you like, that is how it was and still is for us. From that moment on we seemed to be attached at the hip, adventuring around our new home, Bellingham WA, meeting a fantastic group of friends, getting to know each other started as a wonderful whirlwind of a friendship. Five months later we decided to take a new leap in our deeply-rooted friendship. Five years later we are engaged, still in a whirlwind, still getting to know one another, and falling deeper in love day by day. We remind each other daily of how lucky we both are. “Home is wherever I’m with you.”–Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros. We have both been lucky enough to find our home in each other.
I met Rune the very first day of high school, in our AC English class. He was sitting next to his friend and my long-time crush Louis, and I promptly ignored him so that I could creepily moon over Louis, who sort of had a mullet. Rune and I eventually ended up in the same group of friends and intermittently had crushes on each other, none of which we admitted to at the time, and they never overlapped. There’s a message in my freshman yearbook from his then-girlfriend (who, coincidentally, I disliked), thanking me for coming around to their relationship.
Both friendship and awkward crushes fizzled out until we met up again the first day of our junior year, in AP History. I had snagged a prime seat by the window and he sat behind me. We became quite good friends, our inside jokes thrived, and, for his birthday, I bought him a pack of ankle socks because he only wore really ugly tube socks that peeked out under his too-short navy blue Dockers. Finally, after months of awkward teenage romantic tension, he mustered up the nerve to kiss me the night before our AP History exam during a study session.
Perhaps it was a ploy to leech off me for all future group projects, but it worked and it’s been a whirlwind 6 years since then – I single-handedly salvaged his History and Government grades, he impulsively broke up with me because I made him watch Top Model, we ran a lucrative snow-shoveling racket during a Valentine’s Day blizzard, I made hundreds of assorted holiday cookies with his mom, he joined the army, oh, and we just got married! I am so grateful for all of the coincidences, fights, tears, poop jokes, and shenanigans that have brought us together as we are today.
I met my now fiance in South Korea. We had both just graduated from college and were spending a year there on a Fulbright Scholarship. I thought he was cute and looked interesting, so I singled him out of the group and started a conversation. Turned out he was going to try and get his hair cut that evening, so I offered to take him. I had lived in Korea as a kid (and am half Korean, half Polish) and thought that I could still remember a few words. At the barber salon, instead of instructing them to give him a hair cut, I apparently told them to chop off his head. That was our first date. We ended the night watching Blade Runner on his bunk bed and tentatively holding each others’ sweating hands. We then were placed in the exact same small town in the Southern coast of Korea by chance, and spent the rest of the year dating. He met my Korean family, took me on a trip to Thailand, and eventually ended up speaking (and cooking!) better Korean than me. Fast forward five and a half years later, and he’s now my partner, my fiance, my lumberjack. I can’t wait to marry him.
My fiance and I met on a a tropical island in the caribbean four years ago today. No, really!! I was doing an archaeology internship for school on the Virgin Island of St. John and he was visiting the island because HE was an archaeology intern for the same organization 8 years earlier and had been electronically overpaid on his stipend. His excuse for visiting was to repay his karmic debt by making a donation to the archaeology site for the difference between what he was paid and what he was SUPPOSED to have been paid. When he walked into our lab to make his donation, the archaeology foreman (a government employee) pointed Eric in my direction and asked me to take the donation. I’ll never forget that moment that we shook hands……4 years later, 2.5 years of long distance, two moves across the country, many cookies and kisses, we just got engaged and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him. Neither of us planned to meet our life partner at that moment, but we just went with it and all the beautiful challenges and life changes that it brought. Many details of our wedding have yet to be decided…but we know where we’ll be honeymooning!
Some say junior year is the most important year of your high school career. I’d have to agree, albeit my reasons aren’t academic. I had “known” him since freshman year, but we really didn’t pay much attention to each other. Somehow, our junior year, we ended up in the same circle of friends. It was winter break and his house had this gnarly slope where we could snowboard and sled down. Naturally, everyone gathered and that was the beginning of our friendship. Over the course of two months I began coming online only to talk to him. Somehow finding what classes we both had and “accidentally” being there in the same general area. We were lost in each other and eventually that got the best of me, because of my conservative family. They caught us talking on the phone and from that day it’s just been a constant secret from my family and a whole lot of drama. I didn’t expect him to stick around, especially with all the baggage that comes with parents that hate your boyfriend. Somehow, he stuck around. Through all the times I pushed him away because it felt too good to be true, he was beside me. He was with me after school after a night where my parents yelled and argued with me. To this day, I am with him. Everyday I am lost more and more inside him, but I’ve really found myself. In the end we’ve both realized that this life is short and it doesn’t matter if someone doesn’t accept our relationship. We have the best fucking time when we’re with each other. From concerts and music festivals to trekking through forest preserves and literally just laying down in the trunk of our cars and staring up at clouds… Life happens with him.
I met Zishan when I was a freshman in high school at a mother’s day brunch function. We exchanged numbers and became friends quite easily. We eventually developed feelings for each other but didn’t want to ruin anything by moving too fast so we just enjoyed each other’s company and left the labels out of it. After a year and a half of knowing each other, Zishan got into a bad motorcycle accident and underwent a major surgery. After thinking we had made it through the toughest part, when he didn’t recover completely, more tests were done only to find out he had a rare bone cancer. As hard as it was seeing him go through treatment, working through it together really showed each other how invested we were in our relationship. I am happy to say his treatment was successful. We are now both finishing up our bachelor’s degrees, sadly making us a long-distance couple who survives off old-fashioned snail-mail love letters and holidays from classes. We haven’t let any of our struggles along the way come in the way of what we have and I am looking forward to the day I can officially call him my husband.
For Ben and I, we assumed that “life was happening” so much for the two of us that we were hopeless in the dating world. We just went about our daily happenings as nonchalant single people but inside we both longed for a soul mate. Thankfully for the two of us we both have very sincere and very determined(cough *pushy* cough) friends that talk us into online dating. We both eventually caved in and logged on. After a few short months and a couple of awkward dates later I personally decided to wave the white flag on dating and go back to my normally daily single lady life happenings. These activities involved Monday night trivia, Wednesday night open mic night and Friday night Karaoke (can you see that attempted to keep my single self busy). On a rather snowy evening in Maryland one of my staying busy/not focusing on being single events had been cancelled due to weather so I kept myself busy with a phone call to a close friend. Sean (another online dater) and I talked over the cruel reality of the dating world and I then and there decided that I would raise the white flag and delete my account the following day. Like the infamous Yes lyrics, it was much better to be the owner of a lonely heart than the owner of a broken one. Up early the following morning to shovel my walk way I procrastinated on bearing the cold and logged into my account one last time. There it was, his message, his letter to me! The words that would change my life forever. Ben was up early heading out for a guys snowboarding trip and came across my profile. According to him after a few moments of hesitation passed and he put his insomnia to use by messaging me. This was not the typical online message I received in the past. The words were not “hey you’re cute; let’s get to know each other”. This was a true letter, a true interest in my interests and a true this is who I am, “would you like to get to know me”. I spent the following day re reading his message, gushing over his sentences. I took my time and replied back. The white flag would have to wait and a first date was a must! Seeing that Ben was on a snowboarding trip with the fellas and I was visiting a girlfriend for a winter beach trip we exchanged a few short messages and then got down to business…with the ultimate let get to know each other challenge. We exchanged our Words with Friends user names! Scrabble was a perfect opportunity to break the ice and show our playful/nerdy/competitive sides. After we both had a wonderful weekend with friends and the excitement of a first date circling our head, we made plans to meet the following week. Dinner and drinks a two favorite local spots were arranged. Our first date arrived and as corny as the two of us thought this stuff was before, it was love at first sight! I was on a date with my best friend! There was no comparison for any first date before that night, the conversation flowed, the smiles were large, the beer was delicious and the feeling of this is it was oh so present. Looking back on it now, life really was not happening for Ben and I until that very life happening night. On September 1st Ben and I will make our life commitment and I cannot wait for our life happenings together as husband and wife. – Amanda
I met Nate because his sister is one of my closest friends. I’m ashamed to admit that I wasn’t interested in him initially because he is a quadriplegic. Since I had never met a guy my age in a wheelchair, I just wasn’t sure how to interact with him.
Soon after meeting Nate, my 24 year old cousin passed away unexpectedly. David had been one of my favorite people, a quirky guy who taught me to value life and find joy in the little things Although Nate and I weren’t close at the time, he was one of the first people I saw after returning from my cousin’s funeral. Nate instinctively knew what I needed and allowed me to talk about the funeral, about my family, and about my cousin.
A few months after losing my cousin, a group of my single friends went on a cruise together. Nate and his sister also came on the cruise. One of my friends had made me promise before going on the cruise that I would consider Nate as a dating possibility because it wasn’t fair to dismiss him due to a disability. Somewhere in between fancy dinners on the ship, bad karaoke on “single mingle” night, and snorkeling on Grand Cayman, I developed a crush on Nate. I had realized that he was fun and interesting and could still do so many things, despite being in a wheelchair. It took some prodding from his sister and some subtle flirting from me, but eventually we became a couple. Almost one year after we started dating, on my 30th birthday, he proposed to me and we started planning our wedding.
I don’t think Nate and I would be together if it weren’t for the unique circumstances in our lives. Nate has developed an inner peace and optimism that anyone who spends even a little amount of time with him can sense. He was injured in a biking accident at seventeen, so he understands how tragedy can alter your life. I feel so blessed to be marrying Nate and I can’t wait to start our life together.
I met my soul mate on the one and only full harvest moon of the year. There was sooo many factors going against us meeting… We were both going to meet up with this girl one night, and both totally didn’t want to meet up with her. The way I knew her is that she’s my evil ex girlfriend. And the way that he met her is that she randomly went to his house once to check out a room to rent. Needless to say, the forces of nature brought us together, and we haven’t parted since :) I love him SO much!!!
My fiance and I met our sophomore year of high school. He has always said that he first fell in love with me while watching my long blonde ponytail bounce around during gym class.
We dated two years in high school and then went off to separate colleges and made the long distance thing work when no one said it could. We went to graduate schools apart as well and now he works in California and I live in Missouri. We are planning a wedding for September 1st, nine years after he asked me to be his girlfriend while leaning on his green Accord in my driveway. I have never loved anyone the way I love him and he has made me the person I am today.
I was sitting in my high school math class when he tapped me on the shoulder, asking if he could copy my homework. His boldness was refreshing, and we hit it off. We dated for a few months and then went off to different colleges. After graduation we started dating again, and ironically he was working on his math PhD. We’ve been together 3 years now and I can’t imagine my life without him.
I met my husband at the end of our junior year of high school in 1997. I had told myself, “No more guys! It’s gonna be my senior year soon and I am single!” Yeah right! After a couple of weeks of making this statement, I met the love of my life. He played Varsity Baseball and I was a Varsity Cheerleader that had to cheer at his games. We locked eyes and fell hard for each other instantly. It was lust at first sight!! ;) Our friends would tease us about our stares and our non verbal flirting. We had a mutual friend that gave him my phone number. According to guy code; A guy shouldn’t call a girl until 3 days after getting her number. I gave my number to our friend at 3pm. Their baseball practice was over at 5:30pm. My husband called me at 6pm!!!! He broke the code!! We talked for a couple of weeks until one day he asked me to be his girlfriend. That was May 16, 1997. We both knew at age 17 that we were gonna be together and get married one day. There was no doubt about it, we just knew. We married on May 18, 2002 and have been together ever since. We have two beautiful boys, Anthony is 4 and Michael is 1. We’ve had many ups and downs but have survived through it all. I wouldn’t change anything that we have gone through because it has only made us stronger and happier than ever. God is good and has blessed us tremendously. I love my husband so much! He is my best friend and the best father in the world!! Love you Anthony!!!
My wife and I met 8 years ago through college friends. As we began a relationship, we embarked on a mission of completing “Letter Dates”- an extravaganza of alphabet excitement. We each took turns choosing a letter at random and planing a surprise date around it. Instead of just going to dinner or the movies, these dates provided fun ways to get to know each other through experiences that were new to us both. J= Jet skiing, T= Tubing down a river, P= Polar bear plunge on New Years Day. It was so fun to try to guess what the other was planning (did ‘H’ stand for horseback riding? a hay ride? Hawaii?) We had an amazing time falling in love through letters dates. Six months ago, we made a scrap book of all our adventures to display at our wedding. <3
We met at a mutual friends party after a football game in college. As part of a really elaborate prank, he shaved his head into a mohawk. I saw him at the party and told him how awesome and cute his mohawk was. We became pretty good friends after that, but it wasn’t until a few years later that we started dating. These days, his mohawk is gone, but he is still really damn cute.
Being a single girl who photographs weddings was an interesting experience. I capture people on their most joyous day and see the love pour over everyone even though I hadn’t fully experienced it. At the same time, I’d have drunk groomsmen trying to hit on me with their slurred picked up lines or grab my camera to take a photo of myself. They thought they were so sly. It was an interesting combination of seeing my couples so happy and wanting what they had, but also leaving thinking the men were nothing like what I wanted.
Then I saw Michael. I was photographing a May wedding in a dimly lit church. The couple was incredible. Their friends were amazing. Michael was playing guitar for the Sigur Ros song that the bride would walk down the aisle to. They were practicing early on in the day while I was capturing the story that would unfold before the ceremony. I somehow gathered my shy self to go up and tell him how great they sounded. I walked over, spit out the words and he didn’t even look at me. The drummer did, however, and gave me a flirty smile. Plan failed. The rest of the wedding was an incredible event of built up joy and excitement for the couple, but I was too scared to point my camera to the table where Michael was sitting. He didn’t have a date and he left early. I thought about how nice it would be to date such an attractive man.
Two months passed and the wedding was blogged. I got an e-mail from Michael. (I knew exactly who he was because I’d already creeped on his facebook). Then I got a phonecall. Michael is in an amazing band here in Seattle (Pickwick) and wanted some promotional photos. “Do you take band photos?”, he asked. I said “yes, absolutely” as I shook my head. We planned to meet a week later and I had never been so nervous, the day came and I couldn’t eat anything as I prayed that the piano player who would join us to discuss photo ideas would somehow not be able to come. My prayers didn’t work since he came with Michael anyway.
Both Michael and their keyboardist showed up to the bar and after the keyboardist left 10 minutes into the meeting, Michael asked if I’d like another drink. We stayed and talked until 2am. A year and a half later, he asked me to marry him.
No more drunk groomsmen. :)
My fiance and I met on a cruise ship in the Cayman Islands. Our 2 separate groups were placed at the same dinner table every night. We hit it off from the beginning. Both of us had planned on some chill time with our friends, but fate had other plans. I thought we’d never see each other again! We’re getting married August 2012 in Charleston SC!
You know how people get a bit embarrassed to admit that they met someone “online”? Well, Mike and I aren’t shy to happily announce that WE MET ON FACEBOOK! We even have a tiny pack of gum on top of our desk that we bought from the local candy shoppe that says it on there and has a cute picture of otters (though we pretend they’re ferrets because we have two of those rascals). And no, we didn’t meet in *that* way where you scroll through all of your friends of friend’s pages desperately looking for a hottie…. Well, kind of….. But not as creepy! I swear!
I’m a photographer and have a Facebook fan page. I had recently posted some pictures of my friend Megan, and I saw that someone I didn’t know had “liked” the photos, and has also “liked” my fan page (okay, I’ll admit, I’m not a very popular photographer and I only had about 190 fans at the time so I EASILY noticed every time I made a new fan)….
So I was like “who is THIS guy?” and did the casual Facebook stalking of his page, but he had made it private. I wasn’t going to just give up, this guy was way too cute! AND, his profile picture was a photo of him taking photos while wearing a Muse t-shirt! *Swoon*
So I poked him. I poked the crap out of him! When I try to explain this to my parents or anyone who is “too cool” for Facebook, they gasp at me because they don’t realized what poking is on Facebook. It’s basically a little notification that gets sent to the other person saying “Hey, so-and-so poked you. WHAT’S YOUR NEXT MOVE?!”. Okay, it doesn’t say all of that to you, but that’s how Mike took it. He was at work when I poked him and he turned to his co-worker and was like “What do I do?! She just poked me!”.
So he sent me a friend request and I gladly accepted although I knew nothing about this guy, I could tell in his photo he wasn’t a puppy kicker or steals-candy-from-babies type of guy. Then I left a comment saying “Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi :)” and we started chatting and set up a date at the local Science Museum.
I show up and don’t see him outside, so I start freaking out thinking “oh my gosh, this guy is TOTALLY a steals-candy-from-babies and ditches-internet-girls type of guy! UGH!”. Just then I see him and he had already gone inside and bought our admittance wrist bands. When he tried to put it on my wrist, he couldn’t stop shaking and it took him about a minute. It was so cute.
We finally stopped being so nervous after a while and got to talking. I had to leave for work after a couple hours and we went outside and breakdanced in the parking lot. I mean, any guy who is willing to make a fool of himself on the first date is a keeper…… and he definitely was and still is a keeper. We celebrated our one year anniversary last week and I can’t wait til we’re 80 and still having breakdance competitions at the nursing home :)
II had just moved to California the prior year from Michigan and was just finally starting to feel more at home. I was living in a house with two other girls, adjusting to my new life, and having fun. Attached to our house were three apartments. Little did I know that my landlord owned a couple of Italian restaurants in the area and he would be bringing several people over from Italy to work for him and have them reside in the apartments behind the house I was living in. I love learning about other cultures, so when the guys and girls started arriving from Italy, I immediately started friendships with them. About six months later, I noticed a new guy hanging out with them, he kept staring at me, I didn’t think much of it and continued with my evening. A few days later, I was driving home from work and noticed a note on my car, I found myself driving a little faster so I could see what it said. When I got home, I looked at the note and it read “have a nice day – from Italy.” I thought “hmmm that was nice, it must have been one of the Italian guys I am friends with that lives behind me.” As the night went on, I was outside taking my laundry to the laundry room and saw a bunch of the Italian guys out in the driveway. I asked, did someone write me a note? Nobody responded. I was about to walk back into my house and all of a sudden I heard “Brandy.” I looked to see who it was and it was that guy I had seeing stare at me several nights before. I thought to myself, “how does he know my name?” I went over to talk to him, he introduced himself and we tried having a converation (barely new English). One thing he did know how to say however, was “Do you have a boyfriend.” my answer was no, and from that moment on we have been together an have been married almost three years. This girl from Michigan and guy who had just moved here from Italy could barely converse in the beginning because of the language barrier, but I guess love doesn’t need words, just feelings.
In 1997, Preston and I met at summer camp on the Eastern Shore of the Chesapeake Bay in Maryland. We played lots of ultimate frisbee together and had many mutual friends. It wasn’t until 4 years later, at 16, that we started dating…. and never stopped.
We were engaged this past August during our little 10th anniversary trip to Aruba. We’ll be married in early June, surrounded by many of our lifelong friends and our amazing families! I couldn’t be more excited about this party! ;)
I’m peruvian, but studied college in Argentina. One day I decided to change my life sold my beautiful tools of trade { camera+ Mac} and bought a ticket to the remote island of Hawaii. Arrived with no job or Housing neither much money! but with a heart hungry for living life to the fullest!. After two months I met a man who change my destiny,I was hitchiking to a remote beautiful beach where many people play drums circle and have a beautiful sunday sunset. within 1 finger that i put my finger up ( it usually takes forever to get a ride) a very retro mercedes stop. Without looking at me but just making sure to clean the front part of the car so I can get in There he was, Matthew. I have to admit I was looking at him first neither before getting in the car, but i was looking at the avocado on top of the hand break, I Love avocados and i happen to have a lime in my purse! hahah, yeah weir people.. the first thought came to my mind was…I just need salt and we can make a salad! He happened to go to the same beach. Since that day we never got separated againg in two weeks he proposed, and 10 days later we were married. 2009 was the year and happily ever after ever since; Still crazy for each other like the first day. Yes I believe in LOVE.
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