It all began on an early March evening (the 7th to be exact). I decided to visit from Nashville. Recently, I had officially given up men, due to them being immature, hopeless, inconsiderate, and, well, just not "the one". So, when my brother told me to meet him and some friends at Chilis, I was hesitant. I really just wanted to sit and stew in my pathetic luck at love. However, I decided that a night out with friends couldn't be too harmful.
We were sitting outside on the patio and my friend, Mike, said that his buddy was going to stop by. Little did I know that his "buddy" would one day become my future husband. : ) When he showed up, he sat down on the opposite side of the table and the second he looked at me, I felt an automatic connection. At that point, I didn't even know his name, but I felt like I had known him for years. I guess some people call that "love at first sight". The first part of that night, I never felt like I had to speak louder for him to hear me, or bat my eyes for him to notice me, I just felt like no one else could get to him except me.
During this time, I had no idea that my life was about to change, in more ways than one. My grandmother had taken a turn for the worst and when I heard that my parents were going over to see her because they didn't know if she would make it through the next couple of hours, I had a hard time enjoying the rest of my night. But, sweet Josh was there to help. We danced and talked and were pretty much inseparable. After only 1 hour of fun, I got the call that grandma had passed. Even though I knew it was going to happen, it was still hard to fathom. I walked outside and cried like a baby. Through this awkward moment, Josh put his hand on my back and just told me that he was sorry. There was no judgement in eyes, nor regret for having to watch this tragic moment unfold. That was the last time I heard from him, well, at least until the following week.
I got a phone call the following Wednesday and it was the phone call that I had been waiting on my entire life. I did not think that Josh would call me. I told him to get my number from Mike, but with my past luck with men, did not think that a man would go through the trouble to get to know the girl on the street with ruined mascara and a blotchy forehead. We talked for about 3 hours that night and 2 days later when I came home to visit (involuntary) we had our first date. To be followed by the second, third, fourth, etc.
I have found that God answers your prayers, in his own way. Through the loss of my grandma, I found someone that could fulfill every need in me. I have never been in love and have never experienced a real relationship with a man. Until now. Josh and I understand each other in a way that no one else can. We are best friends and he loves me no matter what I do, say, or how I react. I could not be more blessed to finally have found my one and only, the love of my life. To this day, I thank God for him every night, before bed, after 1 year and 5 months.
