So because I’m just so excited about it being Valentine’s day, I went back in our old photos and found pictures from every Valentine’s day Zac and I have shared together. Please excuse the bad hair and pimples.
Every Valentine’s day has marked a new thing, as the captions will describe…
This night was product of Zac asking me out yet again (over text!) to be his Valentine, to which I declined and had a bunch of friends over instead to dress up and eat a fancy dinner put on by my lovely mom. Hi Brett! We were 16 and 17 here.
This was the only picture I could find of our Valentine’s day the next year. We’re dating here and Zac surprised me with a trip down to San Diego to visit his Aunt. Valentine’s day dinner out was completing ridiculous in San Diego without reservations, so we went to Vons and bought salmon and spinach and feta cheese and cooked at home and ate a picnic dinner in the (warm!?) San Diego air. We still regret making Aunt Lisa’s house smell like fish. I’m sure it was super pleasant to walk into after a nice dinner out. We were 17 and 18 here.
This was on a trip to see Zac in Arizona when he was attending NAU. We drove to the grand canyon with our Chipotle sack lunch in hand and he proposed standing on the edge. We were 18 and 19 here.
And we were married by the next Valentine’s day! This is us at a fundraiser dinner for a family member’s kidney transplant. We decorated a table and ate yummy steak. We were 19 and 20 here.
And the next year we had a baby! That part wasn’t planned *cough*, but we couldn’t be happier. Our Fletcher is the best present ever. We are currently 20 and 21.
Looking back, I see how crazy our love story must have seemed at the time. We were so young, yet we were (still are!) the best of friends. Five years is quick to go from not interested to I have your baby, but by God’s grace we’ve survived and from His love, we’re thriving and looking forward to many more Valentine’s days together.
One of my favorite quotes that reminds me of us and our story is from Anne of Avalon by L.M. Montgumery which beautifully explains an unintended love story like our own.
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps . . . perhaps . . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
This is our story and we’re so blessed by it.
You have a story, God has been writing it. Revel in the fact that His hands are penning every chapter.
Happy Valentine’s day!
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