Which one do you think I should wear on my wedding day?
Monday, February 25, 2013
Hair ideas.
I have no clue what I'm going to do with my hair yet, but that's okay, because I have a bit before I have to know. I have a few ideas, well a lot of ideas.
Oh Hi. :)
Hello! I'm Brittany, I'm 18, and I'm newly engaged. This blog is the story of two nielfs (ninja elves) in love and everything about our wedding. So without further adieu, here's our story.
We met when our churches joined together. It was the first night we had youth group together. I was 15 and he was 17. We were both really shy and that night barely got out a "hello" or "how's it going?"
About a month later, that all changed. We went on a youth retreat and spent 3 hours on a paddle boat together. We became best friends and talked on the phone all the time for hours mostly about nothing.
After the retreat though, I had definitely developed a crush on him and was terrible at hiding it. He told me we could never be more than friends. I was hurt and dated other guys only to eventually stop talking to him and be depressed beyond belief.
After the third guy I dated, I decided I was done. Done with because treated poorly. Done with being hurt. Done with dating just to date. I still had feelings for Ryan at that point but I wasn't going to just bring that up, after all "we can never be more than friends."
My life went downhill and I just didn't care anymore. I didn't talk to anyone anymore, I had called everyone and no one had anything useful to say. I broke down one night and called the one person I never thought would answer, Ryan. He answered his phone while in class and told me he'd call me when he got home.
We talked for what felt like hours, and I said the one thing I had needed to say, "Maybe Mauren was right." She had said that he and I should be together.
Two weeks later, I got a facebook message from Ryan that he had liked me all along, and wouldn't be totally opposed to dating me eventually.
I won't bore you with details, but the next 6 months consisted of a lot of prayer, tears, and falling completely in love. On my 17th birthday, he asked me to be his girlfriend.
I was his first girlfriend, first kiss, and the first girl he ever called cute, beautiful, etc.
The past year and a half have been crazy, emotional, and amazing.
The day after we had been together for a year and a half and the day before Valentine's day, he got down on one knee and had his computer read a poem he wrote since he was too choked up to read it. He asked me to marry him and I said YES!
We met when our churches joined together. It was the first night we had youth group together. I was 15 and he was 17. We were both really shy and that night barely got out a "hello" or "how's it going?"
About a month later, that all changed. We went on a youth retreat and spent 3 hours on a paddle boat together. We became best friends and talked on the phone all the time for hours mostly about nothing.
After the retreat though, I had definitely developed a crush on him and was terrible at hiding it. He told me we could never be more than friends. I was hurt and dated other guys only to eventually stop talking to him and be depressed beyond belief.
After the third guy I dated, I decided I was done. Done with because treated poorly. Done with being hurt. Done with dating just to date. I still had feelings for Ryan at that point but I wasn't going to just bring that up, after all "we can never be more than friends."
My life went downhill and I just didn't care anymore. I didn't talk to anyone anymore, I had called everyone and no one had anything useful to say. I broke down one night and called the one person I never thought would answer, Ryan. He answered his phone while in class and told me he'd call me when he got home.
We talked for what felt like hours, and I said the one thing I had needed to say, "Maybe Mauren was right." She had said that he and I should be together.
Two weeks later, I got a facebook message from Ryan that he had liked me all along, and wouldn't be totally opposed to dating me eventually.
I won't bore you with details, but the next 6 months consisted of a lot of prayer, tears, and falling completely in love. On my 17th birthday, he asked me to be his girlfriend.
I was his first girlfriend, first kiss, and the first girl he ever called cute, beautiful, etc.
The past year and a half have been crazy, emotional, and amazing.
The day after we had been together for a year and a half and the day before Valentine's day, he got down on one knee and had his computer read a poem he wrote since he was too choked up to read it. He asked me to marry him and I said YES!
One year :)
Fall walk in the park.
His company Christmas dinner.
Driving around town with the boy I love (and his family)
First picture of us together.
Prom!
I can't wait to stand like this on our wedding day.
7 months
Our first date.
I don't remember when this was but I love this picture of us.
He's the cutest.
He's from the country, I'm definitely a city girl.
Favorite picture from prom.
Wow my hair was short.
Park date.
His brother wanted to take a picture
Our first Christmas together.
Here's a picture of the ring, it's hard to take a good one myself.
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