February 4, 2010

In the Beginning

Me and SoldierMan

We met when we were 13. We married when we were 23.

I don't think it's a spoiler to tell you that. :)

Back in the grand old year of 1998, we were on a Jr. High church choir trip to exotic Branson, MO. We hadn't really spoken before then, although we had some mutual friends. We loaded up on the bus and sat with our groups of friends, near each other. By the end of the day, we had basically ditched our friends and were sitting together. On Day 2, I told my friends I was going to marry him one day. By the end of the weekend trip, we were basically joined at the hip, even though neither of us would admit to the other we "liked" each other. Kids. :)

We got a little older and it was pretty clear to everyone - even us - that we were more than friends, even best friends. That's not to say that we were necessarily a "couple." I was specifically not allowed to "date" until I was 16. So, we didn't refer to each other by the bf/gf terms. We were just SoldierMan and Jaci.

Then, when I was 15, we were sitting in church, and he held my hand. For the first time. It was epic, as you can imagine. :)

My 16th birthday comes up. I didn't really plan anything big, no sweet 16 party or whatever. I didn't even get my license another blog altogether so it wasn't like I was getting a car. However, it was a big one. It meant the final official-ness of our mutual "liking" relationship. And, though SoldierMan didn't know it and probably never did until now! I was actually pretty nervous.

Saturday after my birthday, SoldierMan comes over to watch the OU/A&M game with me. Somehow it worked out that my mom, sister and brother left, and my dad watched the game in the back room, leaving us alone in the front of the house for over two hours. I was so nervous. So incredibly nervous.

I knew he was planning on asking me to make it "official." And that would change things. And even though it's what I'd wanted for a long, long time, it still made me nervous. I've never been good with change, with entering into an unknown.

So I spent nearly the entire time (or, probably only the first 15 minutes, I really have no idea how long it was) looking at my hands and using one-syllable words.

We're sitting in the living room and I pick up a magazine to avoid doing "nothing." Then he reaches over and takes my chin, and kisses me.

It was our first kiss.

It was beautiful.

9 comments:

  1. That is so sweet! I love hearing stories about when people met as kids. It's all very sweet :)

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  2. What a beautiful story! You two were so young! I love it!

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  3. That is so sweet.

    Are you referring to the A&M game in the fall of 1999? I have very vivid memories of that game ... I ended up with a broken finger! And ... we kicked the patootie out of A&M! 63-14 maybe??

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  4. Jaci, that is so sweet!! I had butterflies reading it. What a wonderful story. Have a wonderful time today!!

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  5. Jaci - this is so sweet! What a great story you will be able to tell your children some day! I know I'm a little extra hormonal this days, but it made me tear up a little. Enjoy the next few days, hun!!!
    Do you have anyone going to graduation with you? I'm sure you do, but if not, and you want me to tag along, I'd be happy to take pictures for you!

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  6. What a wonderful story! Too sweet!

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  7. Awww, what a great story! I hope there are dozens and dozens more chapters yet to be written!

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  8. so so so sweet! love a good, darling, love story:O)

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  9. That is so sweet! I totally have a big cheesy grin going on over here. Love it!

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