Meanwhile, a tall blond sophomore guy was whizzing down the main street of campus, really thinking about nothing else but how fast he could ride his bike, and if he could make a new record time getting across campus to his dorm where he served as a resident assistant. He was focused on the goal, when suddenly...
Dark Haired Freshman Girl and Tall Blond Bike Riding Guy collided... literally. He hit her as she walked (without looking both ways!) into the street. She fell down. He stopped to make sure she was ok. They were both embarrassed.
That is the beginning of Our Story.
That is my husband's and my first memory of each other! It wasn't really the beginning of a love story at that time (in fact, I stayed clear of blond guys riding bikes on campus for a long time after that!). He went off to Scotland for study abroad, and I dropped Spanish and started focusing on Slavic linguistics. When he came back from Scotland a year later, I went off to teach English in Russia. Eventually, we were both back on campus, living in the dorms, in the same group of friends, serving together on our campus ministry's leadership team. A year after that, he was the resident assistant on my dorm's floor. A year after that, we started dating, after being friends for four years. Two years later, after a break up, getting back together, him going to Guatemala, and me going to Ukraine, we got married.
|2004 - our wedding|
|2005 - back in Guatemala|
|celebrating 11 years of marriage and almost 8 years serving in Costa Rica|
How did you meet your husband? What's your first memory of each other? We'd love to hear your stories!!!