My Husband And How It All Started

My husband flipped my world upside down in the best possible ways.

Do you know the three loves theory? Here’s my rough take on it. You will fall in love with three people in your life.

The first love is what I’d call a blind love. It’s the love that you convince yourself is picture perfect, even though, it might not feel quite right. It’s what you think love is.

The second love is hard love. A love that breaks you. It’s a love that teaches you the tough lessons. It’s manipulative and  destructive.

Your third love is easy. It’s the love you don’t see coming, the love that just fits. When the lessons you’ve learned from your previous relationships all come together and you’ve learned to just be yourself. My husband is my third love. My truest of loves.

Right before I met my husband, I had decided to take a break from dating and just focus on myself. My friend and coworker gave me the “don’t give up” pep talk and started scouring the dating website I was on. Lucky me, she knew my type.

On a whim, I email my husband, after she pointed him out. Just a quick hello, after all I wasn’t interested. He replied with wit, banter, genuine interest and was seriously good looking. My curiousity was peaked. He asked about my day and my life, while sharing details of his own. This was new for me, he was so forth coming, so kind.

I wasn’t waiting by the phone for him to call but my face would light up when he did. This went on for about a month and a half before we decided to meet. He lived in Georgia and I was in Canada. This posed a hurdle, but not enough to keep us from meeting.

He came up to Canada and we spent a great weekend together. When our time was up, I dropped my husband off at the airport. As I drove away, A couple tears started to well up. I knew my feelings went deeper than I was letting on, but I didn’t know if he felt the same.

We talked daily, he would send me songs and I would ask his opinion on designs for work. We’d share photos throughout the day. I would often get emails with photos of myself, pics I had sent him. The subject line would say “my favorite”. Seriously, how would I not fall for that.

My husband came up about every five weeks and we would fill the time between visits learning as much as we could about each other. He was an open book. I understand now what a gift that was. My husband is a very private person. You won’t see much of him, here on the blog, but you can take my word for it, he is my match.

Long distance can be tough. As easy as it had been though, I kept waiting for “the other shoe to drop”. A month later it did. My husband started pulling away. He worked for the government at the time of the furlough and it rattled him. He needed space to deal with job security and to decide his next step with our relationship. I obliged, but stayed in contact. It was hard, but I wasn’t willing to let go. I had this gut feeling that he was my future.

The break didn’t last long and a couple months later I flew to Georgia and we started to discuss our next steps. We decided one of us needed to make the move. I flew out for a month long vacation, did a test run for work and was back for Christmas with my husband in tow.

In the new year, I was in Georgia for good. At some point, you just have to be in the same place to know if it will work. This was never part of my big plan, but here I am living in Georgia.

Living together has definitely been hard at times but it’s also been really good. We started learning each other’s likes and dislikes. I can tell you exactly how he likes his eggs and toast. How to order a pizza that will render him silent (no one talks when food is that good). I can also tell you he hates his socks folded, I ignore this and fold them anyway.

We spent evenings binge watching tv from bed. I introduced him to brothers and sisters, parenthood and felicity. He turned me into a football fan. Sundays are subs and football to this day. He thinks I’m the best cook. He is either very sweet or his taste buds are on vacation.

We made the decision to book a venue for a wedding, not that we were engaged (he proposed the night before our wedding, I’ll tell you about that someday) but we knew it was coming. We actually got married twice! You can read about our first wedding we planned in three weeks here and see our top ten most memorable details of our second wedding here.

I wasn’t expecting to fall in love with my husband, but I did. He is my favorite person. He is generous and honest. He’s taught me a lot about myself. He points out my strengths when I need a reminder. He tells me I’m beautiful when I haven’t showered in days, my hair a mess and I’m exhausted. He’s truly my biggest supporter.

I went from this quiet little life in a small town in northwestern Ontario, to big city living. I work full time as a designer from our home, something I never expected to have the opportunity to do. We are expecting our second son in a couple months. Motherhood is a gift I’ll forever be grateful for.

To say he flipped my world upside down is probably an understatement. My life is nothing what I imagined and yet everything I could have ever hoped for.