How I Met Michael

So many people have this great story about the first time they met their spouse. They can tell about how cute they thought the other person was, maybe they even remember what they were wearing. Some people say that the moment they saw their spouse, they knew that was who they were going to marry. That is not even close to what my story is!

The first time I met Michael, I was with my friend, Lauran. I was out of school for the summer, but went in to town (my parents only lived 20 minutes from the school I attended) to go to a church event with Lauran. Before we left, she had to stop at her neighbor's house for a minute. I stood in the doorway. To my left, on the couch in his suit and tie with a plate of food on his lap (there was a party going on), was Michael. Lauran introduced us. We talked for just a minute while Lauren did whatever it was she needed to do, then I left.

Now, as exciting as this first meeting sounds, it was not at all memorable for Michael! A week or two later, we met on the porch of the house Lauren lived in. Another week after that, he met me, yet again, on Lauren's porch. I told him I had met him the past week, and he had no memory of it at all! It took three meetings for Micheal to even remember that he had met or seen me before. Needless to say, it was not love-at-first-sight!

Micheal and I ended up going to church together! We had no idea, but since he was obviously not interested, it didn't really make a difference weather I saw him or not. My brother started going to church with me and became friends with Micheal. I remember one Sunday, they were talking and I came over to them since my brother was my ride home. Some how the subject got around to the point that I had not been asked out on a date since I started college (just what I want my brother to tell his guy friends). Michael later told me, he remembers thinking that he didn't know why, I wasn't bad looking. But, it never crossed his mind to ask me out.

At the end of the summer, my brother and I decided to hold a little party at my grandparent's house, down by the Snake River. I invited my friends, he invited his (which included Michael). At the party, Michael and I started talking. We ended up sitting on a bench by the river just chatting about our families, school, and whatever else came up. It started getting cold, and he didn't have a jacket, but I had a jacket and a blanket. So, being the nice person I am, I offered him the blanket. Being the oblivious person he is, he took it!

After that, the semester ended, he went off to spend time with his family, and I got ready to start a new semester. He didn't even really cross my mind, until school started again....