Flashback Friday

My husband and I when were were kids. 

I was 14, he was 16. This is the only pic I have of us together as kids.

Ok, so how did we meet? Well we actually "met" twice. This first time was because we were both part of a pre-college program called Upward Bound. We'd spend each summer in the college dorms and earning college credit as young teens. (Nerd-alert!) We spent 4 summers together. Which gave us plenty of time to get to know each other! I had the BIGgest crush on him as a kid. I even wrote bout him in my journal. (which we laugh about now) We went to different highschools, so we didn't see each other every day but he'd still drive across town to come visit me (and vice-versa) and see my soccer games or go to football games with me. We were good buddies. He graduated and went on his mission. We wrote and emailed each other a few times but essentially lost touch for about 6 years. I figured (being LDS) he'd have a wife and kids by the time I ever saw him again.

Here's us now.

We've only gotten cuter! :)

The 2nd time we "met" was because somehow I had his number stored in my phone for all these years and I mass texted him and 90 other people "Merry Christmas" and he found out it was me and we just started going back and forth every holiday. Then came the magic of Facebook. I saw him on FB and sent him a request and asked him how he was. About a month later he finally responded with a long, heartfelt and detailed message about his life and I responded likewise. We had both had our hearts broken and were living the single life. I guess we had both come to terms with who we really were and what we wanted out of life.  I (was living in Phoenix at the time) was coming back to Utah to visit and told him we should meet up. He totally tried to get out of it and show up late, but he came to my parent's house and hung out.  I had family and other friends around so we didn't get to talk too much until he was leaving. I walked him to his car and we ended up sitting outside and talking for HOURS. The next day we met up again and went to dinner and the movies. Still nothing too romantic. I still looked at him as a friend. He took me back  to my parents (where I was staying) and hung out until it was time for me to head back to AZ the next morning. We stayed up all night. Eventually I laid my head on him and fell asleep and boom. That's when it happened. I realized "Hey, I still like this guy!" But as an adult. Not a 14 year old girl with a crush on everybody. I kissed him on the lips before I left (my dream finally came true!) and thought...I'll probably never see him again. But I thought about him the entire 15 hour drive home. As soon as I made it back to AZ I called him. I looked around and hated everything about Arizona. I hated my jobs, the heat, my bills (I always hate those), my loneliness. We talked almost everynight from the time I got off of work until the next morning when it was time to go back. Finally we started realizing that we had something and we needed to further explore it. I decided to pack up and move back to Utah.  He told me once I came back that "it's on." And it was. We've been together ever since. My best friend, my husband, My baby-daddy. Who knew?