Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Celebrating Our Love Story - 8 Years of Marriage

In 5th grade, I despised this boy that was in my class. He never did his homework and he would always hold up the class. Every single day the teacher would ask us to get our homework out and, he never had his done. His name was Nick and he irritated me so much.

Whenever I was 12 years old, I had a crush on that same boy named Nick. Funny how feelings change. He played the electric guitar and wore flame shirts to school {haha}. He was so cool.

On a rainy night at our local small town fair, I spiked his hair since it was wet from the rain and told him that I liked it spiked up like that. The next day at school {and pretty much from thereon out}, he wore his hair up in spikes.

I asked Nick to be my boyfriend on two separate occasions that year during 7th grade and he turned me down both times. Talk about a heart breaker. We remained friends but I swore I would never ask him out again.

In 10th grade, we started hanging out more. In all honesty, we might as well have been dating because we were always together and everyone knew we liked each other. My friend Marie finally called him up one night while we were out to dinner and said "So when are you going to ask Kalyn out?" and he said that he would ask me out the next day. I was a little embarrassed but also relieved that Marie had been so bold for me that night.

The next day, on November 19th, when my friend and I went to visit Nick at the end of his 6th period English class, he was sitting on top of a desk, playing his acoustic guitar. {remember, I told you he was cool. Hah.} I sat down in front of him, and listened to him play. I was nervous, wondering if he was actually going to ask me out that day and he was obviously nervous too.

After a while, from behind his guitar, he worked up the nerve to ask me to be his girlfriend. He said, and I quote, "So, do you want to like hook up or something?" {how romantic, right? hah} and I said, "Yes!" Moments later, the bell rang and my friend and I ran out before anyone else and we went skipping and squealing down the hall like the giddy little high-schoolers we were. Nick and I were finally a couple!

Fast forward through the rest of high school and it was time to go off to college. While I stayed locally to obtain my associates degree, Nick went to school 6 hours away from home. We were young, we were broke, we both worked jobs and went to school full time and yet, we still tried our best to see each other at least once a month or so on the weekends when we could. It was a long two years of phone calls {this was before Facetime, people! Just imagine...} but, we made it!

When Nick was done with school, he came home to live with me in my little upstairs apartment, which definitely could have qualified as an attic. It was small! Before long, we rented a house together. We lived together for less than a year when he finally asked me to marry him. Here's what I wrote about the engagement the day after he proposed:
We're engaged! Nick proposed to me last night, October 19th, at 6:00 p.m. We went to Presque Isle to watch the sun set. It was chilly but not too cold! The break wall in the lake had the number 42 on it and we stood all alone on the beach a little bit west of the light house. We were hugging each other to keep warm. As we were hugging he said that I was making him nervous and I asked him if he wanted to sit down in the sand and he responded, "No, I think that I should take a knee." He got down on one knee, took my hand and said a lot of adorable things. It was everything that I hoped for and more. At that point I forgot how cold it was outside. It seemed like the whole world stopped as he reached in to his coat pocket and pulled out that little navy blue box from JB Robinson. When he opened it, it was just as I imagined. He was on one knee looking up at me when he asked if I would marry him. I was speechless and I shook my head yes. He asked me, "Yes?" and I said "Yes." He slid the ring on to my finger and I starred at it with tears in my eyes. He immediately hugged me and told me not to cry. I couldn't help it, I was so happy! I asked him over and over again if he was sure. He said that he was sure. We stood there on the beach with one another as the reality slowly hit me. He really wants to be with me forever! I couldn't ask for anything more than that. After a while, we went out to dinner to the same place I was eating at with my friends when he said he was going to ask me to be his girlfriend the next day. Now, I was going to go out to eat with him there as his fiance! I couldn't stop smiling. I was (and am) the happiest that I have ever been. There is nobody else that I would ever want to spend my life with.
On September 19, 2009, we were married.

Our wedding day was a beautiful fall-like day. The sun was shining and it was the perfect temperature.

I remember that I wasn't nervous at all that morning, as I got ready to marry my high school sweetheart. It really wasn't until all of my bridesmaids started leaving me to line up and I was left alone behind a closed door. The music started playing throughout the church and I felt butterflies instantly in my stomach like never before. It was really happening. It was finally time to marry him!

Before I knew it, I was told it was time to walk up the stairs and again, I was met with closed doors. My dad held my arm and tried to calm my nerves. I just couldn't wait to get down that aisle! When my music began to play, my dad opened the double doors and I saw all of our friends and family stand. At the end of the isle, there he was. It was him. I wasn't nervous anymore. I wanted to run to him but, my dad helped me to walk slow. Everything else blurred out except him, my Nicholas. My husband.

Today, we celebrate eight years of marriage but really, we are celebrating so much more. We are celebrating those two kids that started dating way back in high school; celebrating the ones that made it through two years of a long-distance relationship while in college; we are celebrating the kids that made a commitment to love each other through sickness and health, all the days of their life; we are celebrating the married couple who made it through almost buying their first home just to find out it wasn't the house for them days before closing; the couple who kept faith and finally bought the first house of their dreams; we are celebrating the ones who worked hard to get their dream jobs just to find out it wasn't all that dreamy after all; the ones who traveled together each year and explored new places of the world with one another; the couple that survived a miscarriage after years of being told that they couldn't likely have children; we are celebrating the couple that kept hope for their future as a family; the couple that finally had their miracle baby in 2015.

Today, we celebrate our entire history as "Nick and Kalyn". Today, we celebrate our love story.

P.S. Nick has been playing his guitar behind me as I wrote out this entire post. I've been balling my eyes out secretly the whole time. My heart is so full. I am so blessed to be his wife.


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    1. Oops, didn't mean to delete! What a beautiful love story. Happy Anniversary, Kay and Nick!