Two Years Later

In January 2014, I was a college freshman. I was into all things theater, loved going on spontaneous adventures, and enjoyed chocolate milk. Oh, and I was dating this guy named Jeff.

Jeffrey was different then any guy I had ever met. Creativity seemed to seep out of him, and his passions, his dreams, were so contagious. I knew from the beginning of our friendship that we would be friends forever- but I didn’t expect to marry him, let alone within a few short months!

But I’m getting ahead of myself. January 21st, 2014. Jeff + I took advantage of a long weekend at school to travel up to South Carolina. I loved our long drives together- they were spontaneous, adventurous. Already life with Jeffrey felt like a fairy-tale. And, the final night we were up there, he got down on one knee and asked me to grow old with him.

Of course yes!

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Since then, the ride has been crazy. In the first year, we moved four times- from Florida to SC, from apartment to the next, to a temporary one-room solution, to our Tiny House. We started a business, built our dream home, and had a baby. I’ve got to watch Jeff grow incredibly. He’s transformed from a starry-eyed kid who couldn’t keep a job (no offense, love) to a romantic husband and business owner who faithfully works and provides for his family.

I never expected any of this to happen. I remember my assumptions well. We would stay in Florida, close to my family of course, Jeff would work a 9-5 and I’d pick up something part-time while I finished my degree. But I am oh so glad that the path I often would choose for myself and my family isn’t the one God has laid out.

Two years seems like such a long time- but in reality it’s oh so short. We’re still basically ‘newlyweds’, when compared to 7, 15, even 30 years other couples are together. And I am excited to continue to grow with him daily for more years to come.

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I know that saying ‘yes’ to Jeffrey that night two years ago wasn’t a one time occasion, but a choice I make daily. Yes, I will love you through hurt, I will love you through devastation and hardship, I will love you when my own heart can hardly love itself. It’s not easy, by any means, but it is easily the most worthwhile thing I could ever say yes to.

 

 

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  2. Another poem…. why not? ..lol
    Both our Bridegroom Christ and Jeff would appreciate this poem!
    God feels this way about his bride (both of you)
    and I can see Jeff emulates Christ’s love toward you Veronica.
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    The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
    Christopher Marlowe

    Come live with me and be my love,
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    Woods or steepy mountain yields.

    And we will sit upon the rocks,
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    And I will make thee beds of roses
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    A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
    Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

    A gown made of the finest wool
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    With buckles of th purest gold;

    A belt of straw and ivy buds,
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    Come live with me and be my love.

    The shepherds’ swains shall dance and sing
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