(The first picture is Andy and I, when we had been dating just a little while. The second picture is my favorite picture of us while we were dating. Unfortunately, I put a sticker on top of it at some point in time, and now I can't get the sticky yuck off -that is what the white stuff on the side is... hopefully I can find the negative someday! Anybody know who took it?)
Yesterday Andy and I celebrated the 9 year anniversary of our first date. Nine years ago we were two college kids who went to Kroger and bought a tub of peanut butter, a bag of chips and a single slice of cheesecake. We then went back to my dorm room to pick up plates, silverware, a blanket and a loaf of bread. (I was already both "green" and thrifty!) We sat on that blanket in the park by one of the rivers there in Rome, GA and watched people go by. Little did we know that the world had just changed for both of us. Or maybe we did.
Andy and I had already been friends for about a month by the time he "asked me out". I think pretty much EVERYONE was surprised (even him) when I said yes. After all, I was older (10 whole months) and more "put together". At the time Andy was definitely still just a kid, and not a super mature one when it comes right down to it. But for some reason, I always saw who he could be. I knew that he truly and honestly was seeking God with his whole heart. He might not have always followed the right path, but he was consciously trying to seek him.
From that first date, I knew. For nine years now, there has never been a moment when Andy was not my other half. You can ask my Mom. She had to hear about him pretty much non-stop for weeks on end!
I had to wait for him to finish growing up. Wait... maybe not finish... if that were the case, I might still be waiting! Anyway... nine years later, he still completes me, still amazes me, still gives me all his love, still seeks God with me, and still buys me cheesecake.
What more could a girl ask for?