One year ago today

Today is the anniversary of my first date with Brian Lundin. We have now officially known each other for an entire year.

We went back to the scene of the crime tonight– to the restaurant where we first met. Over dinner we talked about the changes that have occurred in the past year. We talked about how our lives have changed, how we ourselves have changed, and how we have changed each other. We also talked about what we want for the next year of our life together. It was wonderful. Truly.

We also talked about the night we first met. Brian and I met on eHarmony. We had spoken on the phone once– one very long conversation– before we met in person. I was a nervous wreck walking into Moonshine that night, hoping that the chemistry we had on the phone was not fleeting. He was waiting on a long leather bench when I arrived. I sat next to him and we began to talk. Three things stood out to me instantly:

  1. His shirt was neatly pressed.
  2. He was wearing a nice pair of cowboy boots.
  3. He was drinking a Shiner.

This guy was responsible, charming, and had great taste. This was going to go well.

Then we started talking. We spent the entire first half hour talking about 18th and 19th century literature, and then easily transitioned into Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter. I couldn’t believe it– this was too good to be true. But the conversation just kept getting better– we talked about faith, family, guns, fishing, food– and with every new topic, I wondered how this was even possible.

I texted my mother and sister from the bathroom “I met the one!” Turns out, Brian told his mother something similar the next day on the phone. We knew that night that this was something special. I don’t know that if you would have told us that night that we would be married and living together in a year that we would have believed you, but we both knew that we didn’t want the night to end.

We took our conversation to a nearby bar and just kept going. I was still telling myself to be cool and not to blow this. He was just so incredible. When he drove me back to my car at the end of the night, Brian turned to me and said something that will now live in infamy for the remainder of our days here on earth, “So, here’s what’s gonna happen…”

Brian proceeded to tell me that he was going to kiss me, that I was going to walk back to my car, and we were going to talk the next day. And that’s what he did. His gutsy move paid off.

I tried to be smooth walking back to my car. But right before I got in, I jumped up and down– I just couldn’t help it. Brian saw this from his car. He did not hear my screams the second I closed the car door, but he had witnessed enough to know that he was in.

I had his words engraved on the inside of his wedding ring. It literally reads, “So, here’s what’s gonna happen.” I know it isn’t grammatically correct, but it just means so much to me. Brian took charge of the moment. He saw something he wanted and went after it. I want him to always carry this with him. I want him to always remember that feeling.

Prior to that date, we were both doubting that we would would ever find that special someone. So, on that first date, we knew that what we had just found was precious and not something to fool around with. My wish is that every time Brian looks at the inside of his ring, he remembers that first night– that he remembers how it felt to connect to each other and that desire to grab onto this thing and never let go.

Tonight at Moonshine