We were set up by his aunt & my coworker.
He took me out.
We went out again.
We both knew.
We went out again.
We are inseparable.
When we tell our love story sometimes we laugh because people always want to know more. It really was from date two that we both just felt like we were together. We didn't need a DTR to figure things out. It just happened. He will tell you that after the first week he told his cousin he thought I was the girl he would marry. We loved being together and hated being apart. A couple weeks after we met he went to Mexico with his family. As I dropped him off at the airport I remember thinking, man this sucks. By noon I was so sad that he was gone. I already missed him. A few days after he got home, I left for Thanksgiving in California. My family quickly picked up on the fact that I couldn't stop talking about this guy, texting him all the time, and missing him like crazy. It wasn't long after I got home that we both said I love you. He came to California over Christmas break, we spent New Year's Eve together, started talking marriage, went ring shopping, etc. All the pieces just kept falling together. On our 4 month anniversary he proposed and we are planning our wedding.
We just hit out 7 month anniversary and it really feels like he has been part of my life for years. There is no one I would rather be with than him. I can't wait to be his wife. We are 40 days away from being married for time and all eternity and the thought melts my heart. It's everything I've ever wanted x 10. I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
I write this because he is the love of my life. I want our children to someday read this and smile because they will see that our love was real from the beginning and maybe be more understanding when we kiss in the kitchen and embarrass them in front of their friends.
I love our love story.