Six Years Ago

Husband and I never did the "check yes or no if you want to be my girlfriend" deal. We hung out for a while, knew we wanted to keep hanging out, and somewhere down the road started calling each other our boyfriend/girlfriend. Since we never deemed a particular day when we made it official, we always count our first kiss as the day we started dating. And that day was April 1st.

It was actually late at night/into the early morning April 1st. I had just gotten back from being a sponsor for a mission trip to Philadelphia. I think right before I left for the trip was when we really started developing feelings - because for the longest time all we both wanted was friendship. We talked and texted throughout my trip and when I got home (late) from the trip, we couldn't wait until the morning to see each other. We hung out for about an hour or two watching tv and laughing, and right before I went home we kissed. A memory that will forever be perfectly sketched in my heart.

Oh, how the years have flown by... Here are a couple photos from memory lane.

{our first NC State football game}

{celebrating husband getting accepted in to the NC State Engineering program}

 {on the way to the top of Mount Washington}

{Acadia National Park}

{with Spiderman at Universal Studios}

{skiing at Sunday River in Maine}

{at a wedding in Louisiana}