A couple days ago I celebrated a very special milestone with my husband. It was a day that, 15 years ago my life changed completely. I met my husband and I wasn’t looking for a relationship as I had recently had my heart broken. I was living alone in an apartment with my puppy Brinkley. I was working and doing my best to carry on with life.
On 1/2/2001 I was outside walking him and Dallas came home from work. I am very friendly so I said hello to him. He grumbled something to me and continued up to his apartment. He says he made it half way up the stairs before realizing he was rude and came back to say hello. We chatted for a few minutes and then I told him where I lived and said if he needed anything he could let me know, he said the same thing.
The next day there was a knock at my door and wouldn’t you know it would be Dallas. He invited me to a bible study and I didn’t go. I didn’t want to go somewhere with a guy I didn’t know. But he kept coming over and he slowly created a spot in my heart that I wasn’t prepared for.
Just 2.5 months after that first meeting we got married. It was insane, crazy and completely out of character for me. Everyone told me I was nuts (looking back I can see that they were 100% correct) and tried to talk me out of it. But I was stubborn and had my mind set on marrying this crazy dude I probably didn’t know so well.
In 15 years we’ve lived in 7 different homes, 2 different countries and 3 states. We’ve had 3 kids, lost family members, went through several deployments and had a rocky transition out of the Air Force.
There is no one that knows me and loves me more than Dallas. He gets me like no one else and loves me for my little quirks. He is patient and kind, he is funny and always makes me laugh. He believes in my dreams and is always supporting me.
There have been times we’ve both wanted to give up but we’ve fought hard to make it work. It hasn’t always been perfect, but it’s been perfect for us and none of it would have happened if we hadn’t met 15 years ago today.