The second semester of my sophomore year, Sol needed a very specific date (short, doesn't drink, Christian) to his fraternity formal. A mutual friend asked me if I'd like to go with him... and I said no. I'm not a great dancer, so going to a dance would be a punishment for my date. And then she told me who my date would be... and I said yes.
I tricked him into loving me and marrying me and having a baby with me... and I draw him into my web of trickery a little more every day. I'm so lucky to have him as my husband and Finley's daddy.
I love you, Solbert.
Join me for a visual walk down memory lane...
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I love your story! Love that I got to see it bloom too :) Happy Valentines Day!
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ReplyDeleteGreat story...God works in wonderful ways!
ReplyDeleteOkay, I am done stalking your blog for today :)
ReplyDeleteI went to Colorado, so I see we are fellow Big 12 fans. Hopefully, we can get along :) Loved reading this post! What a cute couple! I am now following your blog...so that will seem less stalkerish, right? :)