I met my husband ten years ago.
He was a senior in high school… I was a senior in college.
He was a conservative Christian and very active in his church youth group… I was a liberal atheist who avoided church like the plague. We were both dating other people when we met. We were in very, very different places in our lives. From the outside looking in, we had nothing in common. We just happened to work together in the pet care department of Petsmart.
He liked me. I liked him. We said nothing about it for two years. Instead, we became friends at work. And when the time was right, we started spending a lot of time together outside of work and then started dating. And the rest is history.
Why him? Because I don’t have to pretend to be someone I’m not when I’m with him. I’m 100% myself and so is he. He’s my best friend and so much more. He’s an amazing dad. I don’t have to worry about him leaving me or being unfaithful to me. I don’t have to hide things or walk on eggshells because I’m afraid of him. I don’t have to feel like I’m someone he settled for, because he makes me feel like I’m all he’s ever wanted. Also, because he’s hot. 😂
But seriously… I’m thankful we took a chance. I’m thankful God brought us together and put him in my life when I needed some stability.
I remember being in junior high and daydreaming about my future husband. I imagined a tall, strong man with curly brown hair and green eyes. I imagined someone who treated me like his equal but also the love of his life. Then high school and college happened and I stopped believing that this fantasy husband existed. I genuinely didn’t believe there was anyone who would love me the way I deserved, so I spent several years settling for less instead of holding out hope for more.
If only I could have seen the bigger picture. I see it now, and I don’t ever want to lose sight of it.

