My marriage really "started" five years ago, with an-almost-blind-date, after having talked on the computer for 3 months. We were both college freshmen starting our second semester. Kevin took the Greyhound up so that we could meet. I, being the ever-conscious modern woman, met him at the bus station....with two girlfriends, just in case this guy was a wacko. He wasn't, and further charmed both myself and my friends with that Southern charm (otherwise known as "schmoozing.") I remember spending alot of time after dinner preparing for this social event, wanting to impress this new guy. We met downstairs in the body of my dorm building, a large group of us. Pictures were taken. I still have that first picture.
The semi-formal was, to put it mildly, a pathetic bust. We stayed for a few dances, while my girlfriends took turns taking pictures with my camera from all angles. They would have been great, had I remembered to put film in the camera. It didn't take long before the group split up and we all went our separate ways. Kevin and I ended up on the 3rd floor of the Student Union Building. We spent several hours up there, chatting and holding and being, and by the end of those hours, a relationship had been formed. So, you ask, what romantic, sweeping, knight-in-armor moment happened next? Well, we headed back to my (ittybittytiny) dorm room, where a dozen people where packed together on the floor and beds, playing Boggle. And there we ended the evening.
It's NOTHING like the relationship that exists now, 5 years later, and, I'm sure, NOTHING like the relationship that will exist 5, 10, 15, 20 years from now. It's been a difficult ride, a fun ride, an exhausting ride, and a FAST ride.
Here's to another 5 years more.
"I get something out of them. When I feel down, I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good, and food just makes me fatter, but shoes always fit." In Her Shoes ~Jennifer Weiner
Thursday, January 26, 2006
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In relationships, 5 years seems like such a long time.
In car payments, 5 years is the norm.
I married a blind date as well. Best wishes for many, many, many more years of bliss and everything else.
I left a comment with your hubby. You both have written such sweet posts.
I married my college sweetheart 24 years ago. We used to hang out at the Union at our school and we still play Boggle.
The best is yet to come!
Thanks, ladies! I happen to agree. Seems silly to feel accomplished after "only" five years, but it's been a world of change. Makes me look forward to more "worlds"
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