Our Love Story
Well, God had other plans. The next day AJ showed up out of the blue on our doorstep. When I opened the door, all I could think was; Is this for real? He had come home with a friend from Oklahoma and stopped to say Hi. I had always been friendly with AJ, and thought he was a sweet heart, who also happened to be incredibly handsome, but I figured I didn’t register on his radar.
This last year has been a hard one. It has tested us in every possible way; our marriage, faith in God, humanity, ourselves. Most of what has happened I wish I could forget, that it would pass away into shadow. But I never want to forget how thankful I am that my husband didn’t die falling of that cliff. That he can still walk and talk. And that our relationship has only grown stronger.
Today is our second anniversary. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long and at the same time it feels like we were always together. I have asked AJ more times than I can count, why he showed up that day. He still says he doesn’t know why. Well I do, because I prayed and God answered.
Here’s AJ’s version of things.
My version is completely different, of course. I was living in Oklahoma that year, and one day out of the blue I just felt like I needed to go back home, there weren’t any big things to make me want to go back home. Not to say that I was dreading going back to the Methow Valley and the Cascades.
I had told one of my best friends, Brad, that I was thinking about leaving in a few days to go to Washington, he had grown up there as well and had a interest to go with me. At that time I had been couch surfing, and one night I stayed up late way too late. I got locked out of the house I was staying at, you know I don’t even think I checked the door I just slept in my car, in my good old Subaru, “The Washington Zephyr.” It was nice that night too, with the hot days of Oklahoma; it was nice to be outside at night.
I woke up in the passenger seat of my car to my phone ringing, it was Brad, he first asked me if I was still going to Washington. I told him yes, he said, could we leave today, I didn’t even think about it I just said sure why not, I’ll be there in 15 minutes. I got out of the car, didn’t even go inside for the rest of my stuff, started up the car and left.
A year later Brad had told me he knew when he walked in and saw Emily and her family and got to set down and enjoy the conversation that I would marry her. I’ll be honest, I wasn’t thinking of such things. I always thought Emily was a great girl and that I was way too much of a bad boy for her. I guess she straightened me out.
Our wedding was photographed by Jessica Rose.
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