About that day I just knew.

Today I’m extra in love with my husband.

I saw something today that reminded me of him and then I remembered, “Hey wait, I really won the husband lotto.” We have a love story. I won’t share all of it. I like to think someday we will tell it to our kids who will tell it to theirs and it will spread. I imagine the only way someone would know the really good parts is if they heard it from somebody who heard it from somebody all leading back to us. The old fashioned way. Of course there are the really, really good parts that won’t be told. Ever.

I will share that Jared says he knew I was the one the moment he heard my name. He said he instantly felt relief when a friend suggested we meet. He described it as, “Ahh, finally! Finally.”

We met while he was visiting friends. He went home and quit his job the first day back. He told his employer he was moving because he found the girl he was going to marry. I didn’t know any of this. I didn’t even know if I would ever see him again. We hadn't even exchanged telephone numbers. Still, I told my parents the same. We were driving up to the lake the following week, just the three of us on the way to a family dinner, and I said quite casually that I thought I had just met the person I was going to marry. I remember them saying something along the lines of “Oh. Huh.” My mom says she knew right then. She also insists she prayed him into existence. This was before any long conversations or even one date. 

I moved into a new place with friends just after that. I plugged my brand new phone into my brand new home and it started ringing. My roommate and I were shocked anyone had our number. I answered prepared to talk to a telemarketer but it was Jared. Of course.

And then we fell in love.

He just keeps doing things to keep it that way. Things like making Phin’s Halloween costume because suddenly that felt like the hardest thing on the planet to me but I just couldn’t bring myself to buy one.  Or letting me change what side of the bed I want, whenever. Or even doing the dishes almost all of the time. He would change every dirty diaper if he thought it would make me happy. He would read a hundred books with Phin if he thought I needed some Mel time. He has.

So all I can think about this morning is how much I really love my guy. And how I have no freaken idea what to get him for Christmas.