Seven Years

16 Dec

The first picture we ever took together

Seven years ago today, I was wrapping up my first semester of my sophomore year of college. Seven years ago today, I started dating my best friend, my true love. And then two and a half weeks later, I walked in to a full house and met almost his entire family. Seriously, there were like 30 people in that house! It’s amazing I didn’t run away screaming! I kid, I  kid. I loved getting to meet his family then and I still love getting to hang out with them today!

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Manhattan's streets are infamous for flooding when it rains. We raced forks down the street one day. I won. Once.

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These seven years have been beautiful. In these seven years I’ve come to learn that what I thought was love and what I thought a relationship should be like, were both completely wrong. I figured out what love really was. I found out that it is much more beautiful, pure, deep than what I originally thought, and not at all one-sided like I had previously experienced.  I learned that a relationship is a two-way street, where both parties involved give and take. Compromise. I learned what it felt like to be loved unconditionally, selflessly, by the one you love unconditionally and selflessly. I learned what it felt like to smile and breathe, instead of cry.

The night he proposed in Chicago

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I learned more about who I truly was.

Honeymoon in Fiji

I learned how to laugh at myself.

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I learned how to trust again.

Future Wildcat!

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And it was all thanks to the Hubs. And his patience.

I was exhausted.

To think it all started with him asking, “So, you wanna hook up or something?” I still like to make fun of him for choosing to phrase it this way. What he meant to ask was, “Afton, will you be my girlfriend?”, but his ultra-cool attitude got in the way! I made him ask me again.  I think I said something to the effect of, “Let’s try that again.”  Thus, our story was born. *Side note: it was a running joke throughout our dating years that he was going to propose by saying, “So you wanna get hitched or something?” Thankfully that’s not how it went down!

First day at home

I seriously love this man! He makes me laugh, knows exactly what to say to make me smile when I’m down, or calm me when I’m stressing out. He encourages all my crazy ideas and strives to provide his family with the best. There’s no one I’d rather spend my time with; he’s my best friend.

A K-State Proud Family

And he’s such an amazing father! Lakyn and I are truly blessed with such a wonderful man in our lives.

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Our trip to New York

I wouldn’t trade any part of these seven years for anything.

I love you, B!

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One Response to “Seven Years”

  1. Tylie M December 16, 2011 at 6:27 pm #

    Aww what a sweet post!

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