Love Story

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This man is the love of my life.

His name is Luke (also sometimes known on here as L) and, yes, he is genuinely named after Luke Skywalker.

And this is how we met.

Long ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

Wait, no, that’s not it.

Our first interaction is one I definitely remember every moment of, but L doesn’t even remember me from.  It was a party that one of our mutual friends was hosting. After some time with the usual fun of Apples to Apples and other games, some one had the idea to go outside. Somehow, we ended up playing this dumb camp game where everyone gets in a circle and puts their hands in the middle in a jumble. The goal is to grab a random hand, and then everyone has to work together to get untangled and ultimately end up in a circle with everyone holding hands. I hate this game. But L was playing. Therefore, I jumped right in for the chance to hold his hand. Despite my efforts to deliberately grab his hand in the beginning instead of a random one, I was not successful.

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The next time we ran into each other, it was at yet another friend’s open house. All of us teenage kids hung out for a bit and then everyone decided to get up and go to Steak N Shake for dinner. When I stood up, I realized I was now taller than one of my good guy friends.

“Is there no one left that’s taller than me?”  I exclaimed. And, to my utmost joy, a handsome voice responded behind me.

“Helllllooo.”

I whipped around and L was standing right there, a good 4 or 5 inches taller than I am – which is an amazing thing because I’m very tall myself “Hi! Wanna be my friend?” (Wow, I’m such a nerd).

“Of course!” he said.

We sat at the same table at dinner and got along famously.

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Our third meeting was yet another get together at a restaurant that’s always open late. At this point, I totally knew I wanted this boy and I flirted shamelessly. We talked about science fiction shows and  I found an excuse to write a list of my favorites for him to watch, and I ended the list with my phone number.

Because L is just soooooo smooth, he read over the list, and asked out loud in front of everyone, “Is this your phone number??”

That was definitely a moment. After we all left the restaurant, Luke had texted me before we even left the parking lot and we texted up a storm for the next couple months. However, the texting did slow and we hadn’t talked much lately when we met for the fourth time.

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Our fourth meeting (the third one he remembers) is the instance that, if you asked either of us, was the moment we both new we really liked each other. We were inseparable, I tried that lame put-my-hand-weirdly-next-to-him-doing-nothing thing hoping he’d make the move and hold it (spoiler: he didn’t).

After this, we knew we had to spend more time together. We started going on dates, and five years later, we got getting married on May 4th, 2014. (National Star Wars Day… What else?)

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You can read about how he proposed here.

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Our wedding was perfect, and everything I had always dreamt it would be (you can see a couple more photos here). My wedding process was a life-changing experience, and not just because I’m married now. You can read more about how I’ve changed because of my wedding here. I loved life before I was married, and I love having someone to love life with me now that I am. We make such a great team and he always challenges me to be a better person.

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Our love story is my favorite love story.

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Watch our Wedding Highlight Reel!

(FYI – the gift he gives me in the beginning, during our first look, was a pair of diamond earrings. The diamonds are the gems that were replaced by sapphires in my engagement ring when he got custom work done for me. Here’s a close-up of my ring, so you can see what I mean:

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3 thoughts on “Love Story

  1. Pingback: Love Story | Fab & Fanciful

    • Just realized that I should put my last name so everyone knows it is Deanna (mom of Luke) and not Deanna (sister of Haley). 😉

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