Seven Years: A Short Version of Our Love Story

Seven years ago, Chris and I were two freshmen adjusting to college life. We met on our first day at Baylor, a week before classes started because we were in the same Welcome Week group.

A few days later, I was in his car as we carpooled to an event, and we struck up a conversation on our way back. From then on, we became fast friends. Every night after we finished our homework, we would meet and spend hours walking around campus. We told stories about family and friends back home—he was from a small town (graduated with 13 people) while I graduated with one of the largest graduating classes in the nation.

Our conversations quickly grew deeper. We often discussed our hopes and dreams for the future.  Our conversations went on for hours. We had trouble deciding when it was time to go back to our dorms. It wasn’t long before it became obvious to both of us that we were interested in each other.

We were anxious about starting a relationship. We both dated our best friends in high school, and those relationships ended badly. We were worried about ruining what had become a strong friendship.  Plus, I had been telling everyone back home that I was planning to focus solely on my studies and didn’t want a serious relationship until I graduated. (Ha!)

On September 20, 2007, after a long, drawn-out, confusing conversation that lasted five hours, we decided that it was worth it for us to give a relationship a try.  I’m so thankful for that night seven years ago when we decided to take the risk because the reward was greater than I ever imagined.

Chris, I can’t believe it has already been seven years since that night. These past seven years have been amazing, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us. I love you!

Note: One of these days I’m planning on writing out a long version of our love story with much more detail, but I thought it would be fun to post a short version today.