How We Met
At the beginning of my sophomore year of college, I was a music major. I was required to take an instrumental course (besides Piano, which I'd taken already). I had signed up to take the introductory guitar class with my roommate. It was a once-a-week class, and I ended up dropping it so I could take Opera instead. I only went to the class 3 or 4 times. Patrick was in the class, too. However, I wouldn't say I met him there - we never talked in Guitar class, but that was when we first became aware of one another's existence. I noticed him (what girl doesn't notice a cute guy in her class?) but didn't think much of it, because I didn't know the guy :) But then, a few days or weeks (hard to remember now) later, he added me as a friend on Facebook. A moment of honesty: I had to ask my roommate who he was. She had a class with him the previous semester, so she reminded me that he had been in Guitar class with us, so I accepted his friend request. He started "facebook chatting" me. At the time, I thought this was SO ridiculous! What a silly boy. We had some mutual friends, one of whom tried to set us up by inviting both to hang out at the same place at the same time, but Patrick just didn't talk to me! At some point, he actually asked me to go get coffee with him, and I said yes (sure, the facebook chatting was lame, but he was so cute! I couldn't turn him down!) so we went to a local coffee shop. I expected him to be a little shy, just because he hadn't spoken to me outside facebook... boy, was I wrong. We were there a few hours, and I barely had to contribute to the conversation! I can be a bit of an introvert, so I was happy that he was so talkative. After that, we started hanging out more often, going on walks, eating Dominoes Pizza, and watching movies. Through our conversations, he had learned that I was very protective over my heart and would not give it to any man who had not promised his heart to me. Unfair, but it was something I felt very strongly about. One night, Patrick pulled me aside and said something that has changed my entire life: He told me that he wanted to offer his heart to me, and to take my time and consider if I would like to offer mine to him as well. And I did take my time. Soon after this, I went on a trip to Guatemala and had NO communication with him for over 3 weeks. Even after I got home from Guatemala, I didn't see him for a few weeks, as it was Christmas break and we live a state away from each other. When I got back to school, we started hanging out a lot again, talking a lot about dating, but he knew I wanted to take things slowly. I'd never been anyone's "girlfriend" before. But he waited until I was ready, and when I was, I told him so.
My First Boyfriend
One night, I went with Patrick to his parents' house, where he was living at the time. We were going to eat dinner with his family and watch a movie. When it got later and his family started going to bed, he said he had something for me. He gave me a small piece of paper with a clue. Which led to another clue. And another. And another. I went all through his house finding these clues, some of which came with presents (because who doesn't love those?). The second to last clue led me to his bedroom, where his closet was filled with TONS of balloons. I was told to pop the balloons until I found the final clue (which wasn't really a clue at all). It simply said "Turn around." Patrick was standing behind me, and he said some of the sweetest things to me, and asked me to be his girlfriend. There was nothing that would have made me happier.
We're engaged now, of course, and I am so happy to be getting ready to marry this sweet, wonderful man, and I am so grateful that God led me to Patrick! That wedding and the lifetime that will follow couldn't come soon enough.
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