So for my avid readers and supporters, here's what you don't already know. My husband and I met about a month or so before we actually became a couple. I was a freshman at Southern Univ. (go jags!) and he was a sophomore (I think). I had just finished meeting up with another guy I was interested in and decided to go with my roommate to hang out with some other people. My hubby was among those people. Naturally, I paid him no attention. However, he was smitten with me. According to him, he went back to his room later that night and could not stop thinking about me.
As fate would have it, we began running into each other every day (multiple times a day). I followed my same routine. I walked my same route to class. I went to the library during my usual time and there he was. Everywhere I went, I saw him. How could it be that I never changed my routine, yet he was there. I usually tell people, that he was stalking me (lol). Truth of the matter, after a couple of times, I purposefully timed my routine so that I would run into him.
Never the less, he asked for my number (after revealing that he had a crush on me) outside of my English class. After that we hung out a couple of times and talked on the phone for many nights. It wasn't until the Saturday night before Mother's day that I told him I didn't want to be his friend anymore (I'm sure his heart dropped). I wanted to be more than friends. From then on, we've been a couple (minus 1 day). Our first few months weren't filled with your typical dates. We spent the entire summer apart because I lived in Baton Rouge and worked 2 jobs and he lived in Melville and worked somewhere. It wasn't until 4 months or so later that we actually had our first date.
I went to Melville for their Catfish Festival and to meet more of his family. I had already met his parents (yikes!) and I survived that encounter with only 1 hour of sleep under my belt. We went to the festival and rode the rides, ate the food, and I met a bunch of people that I do not remember to this day. Seriously, too many too count. After the fair, he got his dad's truck and we drove to Opelousas to see Jeepers Creepers 2. I spent the entire ride back to his parent's home scared out of my mind because he decided to take the back roads (creepy!!!).
As time went on our dates were more atypical than the usual couple. After I moved off campus and he eventually moved back home, we spent our weekdays with each other in between classes and Sundays together at my house. We were broke college students who spent our dates going to the movies, splitting appetizers or entrees at Bennagins or Applebees. We got engaged on my birthday in 2004 and a few years later we were married.
Our relationship has not been without arguments, disagreements, tests, trials, and tribulations. It has also not been without smiles, joy, happiness, growth, maturity, spontaneity, fun, excitement, thrills, chills, and more. Most of all it has been with love. Each day I thank God for my husband. Our life isn't perfect and many of days he's gotten on my nerves (especially while I'm pregnant), but I couldn't imagine the ride with anyone else.