holding hands

Seventeen years ago my life changed dramatically. After having dedicated most of my time to basketball and training non-stop for two straight years to try out for the pros, my dream ended. I still wanted to go play overseas because there are lots of opportunities over there, and I planned on looking into it a few months later. But in the meantime, a friend of mine casually mentioned he was going out west for the summer and said, “You should come.”

It’s amazing how powerful three little words can be. Of course we all know the most influential three words are usually “I love you,” but for my life, I will rank “you should come” a very close second. Why? Because although I had never considered going out west in my life, this three word seed took root in my brain and changed the direction of the next phase of my life in a way that seemed right out of the movies.

After initially laughing off the prospect of moving across the country to Colorado, two weeks later I was on a plane and headed to the unknown. But, I had no plans on staying long-term, I just wanted to get a one of a kind experience and go play basketball some more. Stick with what I know. And because I had plans in the works for after the summer, meeting anyone on this adventure was out of the question.

Here’s where my original plans goes awry. Not only did I not leave Colorado after that summer, but less than three months later I was engaged. WHAT?!?! I know. I couldn’t believe it either as I am not a spontaneous decision maker. But when a handsome cowboy from Texas walks into your life with a one-of-a kind personality, you are helpless to resist. From the moment we met I felt like we were in a movie and music should have been playing as we spent time together and moved toward the inevitable and very speedy engagement. It was the only time in my life I have ever seen my dad speechless. To have his only daughter call him and say the words, “I’m engaged” when he’s never met the guy stopped him in his tracks.

Fifteen years of marriage later, clearly God knew what he was doing (and my dad loves him). The twists and turns we have been through over the years would take me more time to write than you have to read, which is why I decided to put most of them in the book. So that brings me to the point of this blog, which is to give a public thank you to my husband, who has always supported me in everything I’ve ever done and been my biggest fan. I do believe I threw him a curveball, however, the day I nonchalantly announced I was going to write a book.

No big deal, just a short one and because I already knew all the details to the story,  I would waste no time having to come up a plot. As months rolled by, I remember many, many nights after we put the kids to bed that he would say, “See you tomorrow.” He had started to see the pattern and it was not one of spending much time together until the book was finished. He stepped up in a major way to help this book become reality, and I could not have done it without him.

I could gush about all of his amazing qualities, but what I am most thankful for is the way he has been a rock of faith throughout our marriage, always pointing to God’s plan for our lives. When I have been weak, he has held me up. Even when he didn’t understand difficult things that happened in our lives, he didn’t question. He looked to God to guide us and keep us on His path, and I will be forever grateful he came into my life.

Although meeting him meant I missed out on my dream, I would not change a single thing. It was a path I didn’t know I wanted to be on, but one I would not veer off now for anything. As my husband has said many times before, “Our story is far from over.” Because of the events of the last seventeen years and the amazing way we were brought together, those are words I know to be the true.


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