How I met my fiancé was under a slightly unusual circumstance. I was in a mindset of joining the United States Army. Due to a better advantaged opportunity among other things I had not joined.
He was a recruiter at the same center although he actually was not my recruiter. I had only seen him a couple of times at the Army Recruiting office during my entire dealings with my joining; he had gone out of state for additional schooling. I had thought him a handsome man and had tried to talk to him. Because I was considered a ‘˜Future Soldier’ as part of the military lingo I had kept it strictly general. With saying ‘˜hi’ and trying to make small talk he had proven tough to get through to. The most of words I had gotten from him was a quick hello back. At one time he had spoken more than one word to me while at the office inquiring after my diet and how I had gotten such great results in getting into shape so quickly. (A diet of diet pills, beer, and light foods such as grilled chicken and salads paired with running and light to intense workouts.) I thought him a complete cad, actually I’d say a ‘˜jerk’ to put it lightly, with his appearing to brush my conversations off but at the same time it intrigued me because he was proving hard to get through to a challenge!
My ship date to basic training in June came and went. I was well off working for a good company. But, my mind and heart kept wandering back to the men and woman who worked at the recruiting station. To me, they had become friends; people I enjoyed being around and wanted to stay in contact. I didn’t know how they would react if I were to drop by and see how everyone was doing. I decided that perhaps, for a while, it would be best to keep my distance as I was considered a DEP loss.
Throughout the summer months my mind and heart were with them. The preceding months rolled by and finally, with the help of www.myspace.com and www.facebook.com I had worked up my courage and sought out the only man I couldn’t get through to. After requesting him in September of 2010 he had accepted my being his friend on both internet profiles. And soon after that, within a week or two, he had invited me over to his place for dinner. And I readily accepted the invitation. Dinner was completely with grilling steaks, candlelit dining table, and red wine.
Weeks after that first initial contact and dinner we had begun dating. I had soon found out that he was the man that I had been looking for and wanting my whole life, a gentleman, a TRUE gentleman through and through. Things had progressed quickly enough in our relationship. I had to ask him why he was so opposed to conversing with me all those months back when I had frequented the recruiting station. His response was that he was extremely attracted to me and was trying to conduct himself in the proper business manner that according to the standards of the United States Military for recruiters. I commend his strength!
Many times, he has told me he’s glad things had worked out the way they did; that I had been offered a wonderful opportunity besides that of the military and that I had sought him out because if they did not fall as they had we would never have had the chance be with and experience one another. In truth, I am thankful for those blessings as well because he is such a wonderful person with extraordinary old school morals, traditions, and values ‘” very similar to the extremely old school morals, traditions, and values that were instilled in me.
A couple of months into our relationship we had started talking about our future, what we want out of life, and that of possibly having each other in our future. I enjoyed these conversations, they told me that he had goals in life and had a basic idea of what he wanted. One day he had told me something that was completely winning. He told me that he wanted me to be his wife, which he knew that he was going to marry since the first time he saw me ‘” the day that I had walked into the recruiting office in February of 2010. He said he had dreamt of me that night of the day I had stepped foot into the office. The dream entailed him seeing me walking down the aisle in a white gown, walking towards him. It was that dream, or rather a vision, that had prompted him to be completely sure that I was the one he would marry.
I was completely surprised by him telling me about this dream. When he told me of it I had blushed and had butterflies. It was endearing to hear of it especially coming from an old line of family where sometimes our dreams are visions of the future ‘” of what may or may not come. Sometimes we just know. I having been able to experience these ‘˜dream visions’ a few times in my lifetime.
Christmas 2010 was quickly approaching. He had gone to Texas to visit his family and had me come down as well. It was Christmas Eve when I had arrived. Even though it was only a week apart I had not seen him, I was more lonely and yearning for him probably because I knew he was thousands of miles away and not readily available for whenever I needed or wanted him near. It was the first time my meeting his family as well. They were wonderful people who quickly accepted me into their home with open arms. Southern traditions and hospitality certainly beats out the mundane new-age customs of today!
It was Christmas Day and what had happened I didn’t even think would have been a possibility. He had proposed to me. I was speechless, blushing like mad, and had accepted his proposal. It is now February of 2011 and we are readying for our nuptials this upcoming March 25th, 2011.
All my life I was told that my standards and expectations for what I want in a man were too high and I would be set up for a lifetime of disappointments. These were the words of men whom had come and gone from my life proving themselves unworthy of my love and precious time. I had come across let down after let down in the dating world and although I had moments of despair, that maybe standards and expectations were too outrageous, I secretly held dear to the thought that there was a man out there for me who was everything I had dreamed of and more. I’m glad I had held fast and had not given up and settled. I had found my gentleman, and from the most unexpected place.
I look forward to our new life, to us having a life together. I look forward to our starting a family. He is a good man and I would do anything to my best ability to make him proud. He has my heart and he has my love.