Tuesday, December 27, 2011

When I was about 16 years old, there was this boy.  We will call him Jay.

Jay was very different from me.  I was pretty quiet and a little anti-social...you could find me on Friday nights just hanging out at home.  Jay, on the other hand, was likely at a party or on a date.

When I started to get drift that Jay MAY have a tiny crush on me, I'm not going to lie...I was scared!  ....but intrigued.

I remember the day.  Spanish class.  We were to go around the class saying how we feel.  Jay said he felt lucky (anyone know the Spanish word for lucky?  Anyone?  Me either) and right after that he asked me to homecoming.

Now I know it would be really lame and cheesy to say ...and the rest is history!   But, my friends.  That is the case.  The rest. is. history.  Jay and I both turn 30 this year.  So we have almost spent more of our lives together than apart.

And I wouldn't want it any other way.

1 comment:

Kelsey said...

I love this post and this story. You and Jay are an amazing couple, parents, and family. I look up to you guys and hope one day Bryan can have all the good fortune that your relationship has :)

P.S. afortunado is lucky in spanish