Thursday, May 7, 2015

My Fiancée

Jaclyn and I have been engaged now for five months and things have been interesting. We've certainly had our fair share of both hurt and happiness.
                        (Back where it all began)

It's been almost three years since our first kiss back in September of 2012. We began our journey on the rooftop of her 1996 Toyota Avalon in the tiny town of Franklin Springs, GA. Eventually I'll tell you guys how we first met, but for now, I'm gonna give you a peek into the first year of our romance.

I had just returned from a little over a year in Alabama, where I'd gotten engaged to a girl that I didn't care much for. It sounds heartless, but that relationship was mostly fueled by guilt. When she dumped me, I moved onto a relationship fueled by lust. The Lord saw fit to have mercy on me and brought me out of all that. 

Things weren't going well for me, but they were looking up. I snapped out of my insanity and finally made my way back home to GA. And you know what? That very day, within twenty minutes of my return, I saw her - Jaclyn Klerk. 

                                (She so quick!)

I'll always remember the look on her face when our eyes met after all that time. She lit up like the moon. She jumped (literally jumped) for joy at my presence. Maybe she did that for other people too, but I felt so special for the first time. It was wonderful. 

A day or two later, she invited herself over for tea, we started hanging out and eventually I convinced her to date me. Then, on January 14, 2015, I asked her to marry me. She said yes.

But the first year of our romance - that's what you've waited on, right? Well it wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows.

I won't go into any details, but needles to say, the road got bumpy and things weren't always sunshine and rainbows. 

The first kiss, the first dance, that first Christmas in NC watching the third episode of Terra Nova, playing cherades and drinking cocktails and wine. I had spetzel for the first time and even got a C on her brother's "man test."

Then came that first January. January has been a rough month for us historically. The first one we shared, she struggled with doubts about school, life and even us. The second one, we got into a huge fight and nearly broke up. But the third one, I slipped a ring on her finger and she went from girlfriend to fiancée in the blink of an eye. I love that girl. 

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