It was today, 8 years ago that I professed interest in my future husband. We’d been hanging out–very friendly–for two months. We were having fun, but I just couldn’t tell. I couldnt’ tell if he liked me that way.

And if I had learned anything from my time online, I had learned that it was  very slippery slope to obsession. I had to nip this in the bud, and it had to be fast. Because if I let my feeling grow without knowing they were reciprocated, then that was just asking for heartache.

I had been nerving myself up to find out whether he felt that way about me. For at least a week, maybe two.

So when I had the day off, I made plans to go watch a movie with him. It had to be..I had to do it..It had to be now.

I did not know I would MARRY this guy. I didn’t know what to expect.

Funny how things work out.