I got this really cool idea from my friend Martha's blog, to write about mine and Chris' love story! Since we are coming up on our 10 YEAR wedding anniversary, I thought this would be a great way to reminince and to share some of the less known details of our relationship. When people ask how you met your husband, usually the reply is one sentence: We met in high school, or college, or a blind date, etc. If you are interested in more than just a one sentence answer...here you go!
To go back to my very first memory of Chris (aside from knowing him as a classmate), we will have to go all the back to 6th grade, in the year 1993. I was 12 years old and had recently become boy-crazy (along with most of my friends). Since I was the tallest girl in the 6th grade, I instantly started making mental list of all the boys in school that were taller than me, and believe me, in the 6th grade, most boys hadn't hit their growth spurt yet so the list wasn't very long! Chris was one of the first boys I thought of. I knew him as an "aquaintance" and knew that our parents had gone to church together when we were toddlers, but we really had never spoken. But from what I did know of him, I knew he seemed like a really nice, quiet, sweet guy. And I knew he was really smart and played football, and most importantly, I thought he was cute! Long story short, after gym class one afternoon, I sent a friend of mine ahead to the group of boys walking ahead of us to ask Chris if he would "go" with me. Yeah, you heard it right, I made the first move! (This time anyway ;) Well, he answered quickly, "no, he had a girlfriend" An 8th grader at that!!! I was crushed.
Fast forward one year to 7th grade. By now the boys were getting taller, but I still had my eye on Chris. I heard that he was no longer with his "older woman", so I thought I would try again! I sent another friend to ask him to "go" with me, and this time he said yes! We were "going together" for a few weeks before we actually spoke for the first time. All that "going together" really meant was that we smiled and/or waved when we passed in the hallway, and that we both got butterflies in our stomachs every time we saw each other. Finally Chris got the nerve to ask me to see a movie. We went with a group of friends to see "Dumb and Dumber". 30 seconds before the end of the movie, Chris got up the nerve to hold my hand. It was a great 30 seconds :) We continued "going together" through 7th and 8th grade, breaking up in the summer between for some silly reason I don't even remember. We went to movies, school dances, and had long talks on the phone every night. My parents even let him come over and watch a movie with me. We ordered a pizza and each only ate one slice, we were both SO nervous!! (We still laugh about how hungry we were and both wanted more pizza, but didn't want to look like a pig in front of the other!) He was always so considerate and funny, I just loved being around him. And I really loved him in his football jersey :) But Chris was painfully shy, and after being boyfriend and girlfriend for almost 2 years, he still hadn't kissed me. By the summer before 9th grade, I decided he must not like me very much or he would have kissed me by now, so I broke up with him and "moved on".
To be continued...
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