Happy Anniversary!

13 years ago today my mom took me and Jeremy to New Orleans to get his passport. He decided at the last minute to go on our BSU's Spring Break mission trip to Honduras (I'm sure with more than a little prodding from me). The only way he could go is if he physically went to N.O. to pick up his passport in person. Of course, me being the sweet, generous person that I am (no...it had nothing to do with the fact that I had a crush on him!) I volunteered for my mom and I to take him. As mom tells the story we started brushing hands while we were walking around Jackson's square and well...the rest is history.

Of course, there's a lot more to the story. See, God told me that I was going to marry that boy way back in the Spring of our Freshman year at State. I walked into a large auditorium with a friend of mine who helped me to figure out where to go (so it must have been January of Spring semester) and she said "look, there's Jeremy Kyser. Go sit with him". He was sitting about half way down the rows in the very middle. I knew of him, but I didn't know him very well at all. He also had a mullet! But seriously, a rush swept over me and a voice told me (God of course) "You're going to marry him one day!" I quickly dismissed it (did I mention he had a mullet?) and sat at the very back of the auditorium for the entire sememster. We did get to know each other a little bit but we didn't start getting close until over a year later.

By this time we lived in the same apartment complex and he'd come to me asking for advice on girls. There was a particular girl he liked and I helped him to ask her out. I even went with him to buy flowers for her! Slowly, I started to realize that this best friend that I had was really turning into something more.

On Valentines Day of that year (our Sophmore year now) a bunch of us single kids all went out to eat and we rented a movie. Jeremy remembers the movie but I just remember it was horrible. Something about ghosts...Anyway when it was over he asked me to come outside alone and he'd made this beautiful handmade Valentine card for me (which I still had) and he bought me a bag of peanut M&M's (my favorite!). I started thinking maybe he felt our friendship was becoming more as well. By March 2, in New Orleans, we decided to follow our hearts and begin a new chapter in our lives. We tried to keep it a secret until after our mission trip since we were there on God's work, not ours. But I don't think we did a very good job of that.

Three years later almost to the day (March 4) we became united as one in Christ in front of all of our friends and family. Our 10 year anniversary is Thursday.

I can't believe how time has flown. I treasure each minute that the Lord gives me with this wonderful man and I am thankful beyond all measure that He chose him for me!!!!

Happy Anniversary Jeremy. I love you more with each passing day!