Boy meets girl. They fall in love. They get married and live happily ever after.
Okay maybe it’s more like…Boy Swipes Right. Or Girl Swipes Right. Or both, I guess.
The story of how we met is ever changing. Ben’s favorite is that we met in the library in college and that I used a cheesy pick up line on him. (i.e. “You’re no library book, but I’d still like to check you out)
However, the sad reality is that we met on Tinder. Creepy and gross sounding, I know. BUT Y’ALL. It was fate. See, we “liked” each other on there once, we talked back and forth a few times, but nothing ever came of it because I deleted the app. Fast forward to a month or so later, I was bored on a Saturday night and I decided to re-download it.
Lo and behold, Ben and I “matched” once again. We went on a coffee date and he ended up asking me out again for an art festival downtown that night.
Fast forward to a year later – We survived a long distance relationship. The skypes, the facetimes, the constant texts and phone calls. We did it!
Then, I graduated college! We immediately hopped a plane to London – a trip we had been saving every penny for to visit his family. While we were there, Ben took me on the top of the Sky Garden tower and PROPOSED. IN LONDON. OVERLOOKING THE ENTIRE CITY. Wow, talk about swoon worthy.
Fast forward 6 months later, a lot of wedding planning in a short period of time, and IT WAS TIME TO GET MARRIED. November 19th, 2016. The most special day EVER. Goodness, it was filled with such love, leaves blowing everywhere, hot bowls of chili and cornbread, a variety of pies, lots of throwback music to dance to. We had such a wonderful time.
Benjamin is very special to me. He introduced me to a life of balance. When I met him, I was really struggling with what I was eating. I either wasn’t eating enough, eating too much, or eating terribly processed foods. To read more about my eating journey, click here.
He introduced me to REAL VEGETABLES. And not the kind that came out of a can! He taught me that it’s okay to drink a glass or wine every now and again. Or that it’s okay to eat pizza. Or cookies. Life is all about balance. Moderation. Indulgence but knowing when to stop.
Now, here we are. We have a year of marriage under our belts. Similar to our eating journey, we balance each other out as individuals. Where I am weak, he is strong and vice versa. We’re best friends. I love this guy. Thanks for reading!
