Traditionally, you meet a girl/guy, go on a date, decide if you want to continue dating, date for a few years, and then mutually decide to marry. My love story is a tad different. I married at first sight…meaning I didn’t meet my husband in person until we were saying our “I do’s”!
So let me back up. I’m going to give you a little backstory about me and explain a few things leading up to my epic “married at first sight” story.
All of my life I have been a HUGE sucker for love. I’m one of those people that love love. I love the romance, the flirting, the weddings, the cliche dates and the chivalry. I could watch “The Notebook” and “A Walk to Remember” over and over and cry every single time. When I watch movies about girls who finally get asked to prom by their handsome beau, I tear up. It is literally who I am. I can’t help it.
Another really important factor is that I have always been pretty shy. I moved around a lot when I was younger, therefore never really having stagnant friendships. I got to the point where I stopped trying to connect with people in real life.
With technology and social media booming, by 9th grade I started to develop online friendships. I would explore groups on social media, connecting with adolescents who shared my same passions.
As time went on, the internet got bigger. (Duh, you know that!)
By my later years in high school I had started “dating” people online. We would skype, talk on the phone, and text are hearts away. It was fun, easy, and engaging.
I had been “dating” this one guy online for a couple years, off and on. We pretty much had an understanding that we would always be together. One New Years we began talking again, and he decided that it was BEYOND time for us to meet in person. I agreed. He bought me a plane ticket, and I went to go meet him. We had a great time, but things just didn’t work out. I was heartbroken, nonetheless. (You guys know that feeling, right?)
Anyways, after the breakup, I decided I was DONE.
(Please tell me others have gone through a breakup and swore off men????)
I decided I needed to “find myself”, I know, cliche but true.
I settled into a new routine, one where I was working a 9-5 job and resuming my online business; where I was single, one where I was OKAY with being single. I dove head first into the Law of Attraction, business, school, a new job, and self-love practices. I needed to be happy, I needed to be my OWN source of happiness.
And, I was.
I worked hard, saw a therapist about the break up (more so to help me process everything and move on), and developed a kick-ass self-love regimen. My only focus was to grow my business. So, I used every social media platform I could get my hands on, even those initially designed for dating. (Yes, I was one of those people on dating sites pitching business ideas). *cringe*
Anyways, I usually just posted some sort of status on my profile, brimming with intelligence, and awaited a response from someone similar. This particular day, was absolutely no different. I made a status requesting a book recommendation for personal development, and received several messages from a few men.
Most of them read, “Hey beautiful, are you single, wanna meet up?”
But, one message caught my eye, and it wasn’t because he was extraordinary or witty. He was simple. Without hitting on me, he candidly said, “Hey, “The 48 Laws of Power” is a great book. Have you read it?” It was brilliant in my opinion. First of all, the fact that he even knew what that book was, piqued my interest. At the very least he would be cool to talk with and maybe a potential business associate.
We continued messaging for a couple weeks, and then finally exchanged phone numbers to continue offline.
Our Story Began
The very first time we talked on the phone was HORRIFIC. It was July 12th, and he was calling a couple days after getting my number, randomly. I didn’t remember him. To be fair, networking and marketing had me meeting tons of people everyday.
To top it all off, I was completely engrossed in a Life Time movie (Two Wrongs). I wasn’t even paying attention. He ended the call. I KNEW I wouldn’t hear from him again.
But he called again a couple days later.
Again, I didn’t know who it was *insert face palm*. I hadn’t saved the number as I thought we wouldn’t talk again. It was so terrible. He was understandably annoyed by me at this point. (Don’t worry, I’m shaking my head for the both of us! Lol.) But then… we laughed it off and we kept talking. Because of his consistency, I decided that I would give him my full, undivided attention. We talked for hours that day, about business, life, family, everything. It was like actually having a friend. A REAL FRIEND. He was just like me. A leo, smart, ambitious, and funny. Had I been looking for a relationship, I would have been a more flirty gal, but that really wasn’t on my mind. I wasn’t looking for anything, and neither was he.
We were good friends for about a month. Laughing and arguing (the cutesy-kinda-way) constantly. Then the conversations became gentler, a lot more flirting, a lot more personal.
We were closer. It felt so weird because I knew everything about him, as did he me, in just a month. We talked all day long, everyday. Finally we decided to take the conversation to Skype.
I knew it was too soon to even want to be with someone, but I couldn’t deny how I felt. He made me feel…good. He made me feel good about who I was. I wasn’t anyone but myself when we talked.
And, at this point, we were pretty much dating.
We skyped so long that we would fall asleep on the phone, and then wake up, get ready for work STILL on skype.
You’re either cringing or gushing at this point, lol.
But that’s how it was. We’d fall asleep talking, he’d wake up first, then I would wake up, we would greet each other with good AM’s and get ready for work still skyping. It was adorable.
The Lord and the Universe had sent me my own Prince Charming, and as crazy as it may have seemed, I knew he was something special. He was the guy I didn’t know I wanted or needed. And a couple weeks later, he asked me to marry him.
YES! ON SKYPE!
YES! AFTER JUST 3 MONTHS OF “BLIND”-INTERNET-SKYPE-DATING!
AND I SAID YES!!!!!!!!
I quit my job, packed everything I could fit into my gold, 2005 Chevrolet Impala, and headed to Georgia to stay with a cousin. After driving 8 hours to Georgia (from Kentucky) arriving October 22, 2015, I prepared for the next day: my “wedding” day. I was really going to get married at first sight!
Driving to the courthouse that Friday morning, I was more nervous than a hooker in church! We had agreed to dress very casual (tshirt and pants) and to just spend time together afterwards. I met the marriage officiant at the courthouse (whom I secured over facebook lol) and she and I awaited his arrival. He was actually late (traffic on his way from work).
When he did finally arrive, I was already doing the paperwork and didn’t see him approaching. He walked right up to me and surprised the heck out of me. I was so nervous and trying to keep myself together that I just looked up, gasped, looked back down, and kept writing. LOL. *insert ANOTHER awful cringe here!*
Though imperfect, it was the happiest moment of my life. It wasn’t a traditional wedding, but it was nice for us to just celebrate our love with each other.
It was perfect for us.
After getting married, everything in my life felt complete, and we’ve been married since October 23, 2015 and still going strong!
I hope by sharing my story it will encourage all of those out there afraid to make leaps whether in your love life or just in general. And, I hope that this will allow all the scoffers out there to see that sometimes, things just work.
What are your thoughts? Are we crazy for getting married at first sight? Should we have waited? Wanna know how we did rings or who said “I love you” first? Let me know in the comment section down below.
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