New Year’s Eve. No date. No boyfriend. And, I had no hang-ups about it. There was not going to be a pity party over that. “This could be an opportunity,” I thought.
My girlfriend and I were one of the only few people left on campus for Winter break at college. She lived in an apartment building — and she said some neighbors were passing out a flier for a New Year’s Eve Party. So, why not go?
We went. There was this guy there I had met briefly before when he was a customer at the bank I worked at. You see, I was working as a bank teller to put my way through college — and he had come in a few times. I’m a friendly person, and I always say Hi to people in a way that makes them feel like I already know them. (I’m from a small town.) That had made an impression on him, and he remembered me.
So, that night, I did have someone to kiss on New Year’s Eve. And every New Year’s Eve after that. I always just knew he would always be a part of my life. And then, I learned he found mushrooms too, as a kid, and that’s what did it. And, after a long courtship, and 18 years and 4 boys later, the rest is history. Our anniversary, here. For the Crazy Hip Mamas Blog Carnival!
That’s so romantic! And, Happy Belated Anniversary!
Happy belated anniversary! You guys look too young to be married18 years 🙂
Thanks for sharing this in the CHBM Carnival!
Well, we were married in 1993 — so only 13 years. Like I said … it was a long courtship!
Funny how love hits when you least expect!
BTW, love your dress in your anniversary post!
Here via the CHBM!
Oh! What a fantastic story! So sweet… I am such a romantic!!
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