How I Met my Man

Dianne once again pointed me to a fun feature that Barb us doing, at a Chelsea Morning. She has asked the question, "How did you meet your honey?" It's a story I haven't told here, and they are so fun to read that I jumped at the chance. If you want to link yours, click her link and add your post to the list. If you don't have a blog, but want to share in the comments here, please do.

When I was a freshman at Texas A&M University, the first person I met was Bill. We went to Fish Camp orientation together. When we came back to start school a few weeks later, we naturally hung out a bit. I lived in a girls' dorm, and Bill lived in a boys' dorm, so he naturally thought that he should bring over a bunch of guys from his floor to see what the girls on my floor were up to (isn't that really the purpose of college?). One of the boys that he brought with him was Terry. My roommate and I both thought that Terry stood out. He was fairly quiet, but nice. I remember that we discussed a common interest in Billy Joel music at one of our first meetings. I had a boyfriend from "back home," but I told Bill that if I was looking for someone to date, I'd want him to fix me up with Terry. Fast forward two years.

I had broken up with said boyfriend, who was a nice guy, but just not the guy for me. I was now a junior in college, and I was worried that I was not going to earn my MRS. Okay, not worried, but it did seem wise to capitalize on that time of a good bit of idle time, surrounded by other like-minded singles. So, I prayed. I prayed for God to send me a good Christian boy. Within a couple of weeks, Bill left a message on my machine, "Terry's going to call you. We're going to double date." I still remember that first invitation, "Bill and I were wondering if you'd like to go to the movies. Bill is going with Laura." I said yes. We saw the cinematic classic Days of Thunder.

I think that this is the first picture of Terry and me, taken sometime that Fall of '90,
by my roommate, who came up with a plan to be sure she got a picture of us!

There was just something about that date that made me think that God had answered my prayers. I came home and told my friends that I was pretty sure that I had met the man I was going to marry. That was in October, and we were engaged about a year later, and got married the following January when Terry finished Grad school.

At Texas A&M, "the ring" is a big deal. Alumni still wear them and are recognized by them.
Aggie Seniors have a Ring Dance. My dad and Terry's dad both went to A&M, and we had seen
pictures of our parents under the ring when they attended Ring Dance together. Terry
wrote on the back of the picture, "You know what happens once the picture is taken."

Our wedding was one of the first snapshots that I captured here if you want to read it. Now that I'm so handy with the scanner, I've even added a picture, so you might want to click over even if you've read it.