Once upon a time, there lived this sweet, humble guy that really liked a crazy, spontaneous girl.
They’d known each other for years, but had different circles of friends. Actually, they met each other while riding four wheelers together in the snow one winter when they were only 14 and 16. The humble guy just happened to be best friends with the crazy girl’s neighbor.
The boy was unlike many 20 somethings of his time. He volunteered to help, constantly – never being asked. He loved family. He loved Jesus. He was just nice. The good guy. All the time. He even held doors open for girls, seriously?
The crazy girl was too busy wrapped up in drama, as usual. And she lived far away from the sweet boy.
Life got unexpectedly tough for the crazy girl and at a time when most friends disappeared, the sweet boy appeared. He didn’t have motives. He didn’t have drama. He just offered to be a friend – when the crazy girl needed a friend more than anything.
For several months, they had deep conversations via phone calls and email – as friends. JUST friends.
These conversations were different and unlike anything the crazy girl always experienced with other boys. No. The long distance calls went something like this: How many kids do you want to have? What do you want to do with your life? What are your dreams and goals? Where do you see yourself in 10 years? What makes you happy?
It made the crazy girl a little scared, to be honest.
They rode around on their first “date” and looked at houses in neighborhoods. They ate Wendy’s chicken nuggets and dreamed of a future that just might could be.
And eventually, the sweet boy tried to kiss the crazy girl for the first time as he stood in the doorway of her parent’s house late one night in the moonlight.
He leaned in…
And she turned her cheek.
Who does that??? Ouch.
So, the next day crazy girl went to Walgreen’s and bought some “I’m sorry” pills and a Hallmark card expressing her apologies.
And they kissed in the parking lot by the car.
Fast forward a few months – the sweet boy became completely smitten by the crazy girl and decides to finally say those 3 special words every girl wants to hear…”I love you!”
To which she replied, “Awww, I like you. A lot!”
What the sweet boy didn’t know was the crazy girl had been willing to say those special words all too often to guys that were jerkos. Jerkos that didn’t deserve all she poured into trying to make them the perfect guy.
The crazy girl decided when she finally said those 3 words again, it would be something more. It would be something that came from the depths of her heart. And it would be for a forever love.
13 years ago tonight, crazy girl decided it was time:
She spelled out those 3 special words in tea light candles on the concrete.
And just 2 months later, sweet boy would drop an engagement ring in the pond right before he asked crazy girl to marry him.
Our love story is my favorite, Brain.
And I want to remember every single detail, always.
I want our girls to know that a forever love is possible.
And that jerkos aren’t worth it.
Tonight as we #slowitdownSunday and celebrate our love, I want to thank you for never giving up on me and for giving me a love like this:
My beloved spoke and said to me,
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.
See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”
Song of Solomon 2:10-13
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