It is funny how much Daniel and I have changed over the last 4 years. Actually the picture where i am a blonde-below- was after we had been dating for at least a year and a half, so it was not the first picture we took--but i will look for one and try to post it at another time. The picture at the top is very recent.I know this post is late, but I have been a little tied up. Anyways, Daniel and I have been dating 4 years on December 13th (yes i know it has already past). I know the count restarts when you get married, but Daniel wants to continue "celebrating" or at least remembering when we first started dating.
I remember it like it was yesterday--when Daniel first asked for my number as we sat in his green camaro in my parent's driveway. The butterflies were going crazy in my stomach as i began to tell him my number--that was not our first date though. Our first date was December 13, 2002, which was on a Friday. He came to my house and met the fam, then we migrated to his house and i met his family. I still remember sitting in his room with him and his brother and not say but two words to Daniel (because i was nervous), but rather talked to his brother the whole night. As he drove me home, i remember thinking how i really liked this guy, but i did not want to get my hopes up, because i had my heart broken once before. As we said goodbye, he asked to see me again--oh the joy i felt. And that is how it began.
It did not take either of us long at all to figure out that we wanted to get married, which was great and wonderful, but we have one "small" dilemma--i was only 16 years old and he was 19. My parents would never go for that, not to mention we really were too young. I look back now and think how we had 3 wonderful years of getting to know one another and we still dont know it all. I would not change a thing--although i remember wondering when we would get married. All that to say it was worth the wait and God has joined us till death do us part, and i could not be happier!
