The night I met my husband was one of the best nights of my life, although, I went home feeling very uncertain about him. I’ll start by summing up how the night went:
* On September 28, 2006 I went to St. Andrew’s in Detroit to see a band called Built to Spill, which I almost didn’t go to because I was getting over a cold and was still recovering from foot surgery. Turns out Dan also almost didn’t go because he was standing up in a wedding and the rehearsal dinner was that night.
* I was standing with one of my BFF’s, Katie, and I spotted Dan from across the room. He was talking to my friend Darin. Katie and I looked at him and then at each other and I said, “Who is that and where has Darin been hiding him?!”
* We walked over to Darin and Dan and I introduced myself. One of my first thoughts was, “please let him be old enough for me to date”. You see, Dan is very handsome, but also has somewhat of a baby face.
* Dan stayed with me through the entire show and we decided that night that we were going to go to Africa together. A man after my own heart! It wasn’t Africa, but 7 months later we took a trip to Ecuador and Panama.
Okay, back to the night we met. Remember how I said I was uncertain about him that night? At the time, I was 28. He was two weeks shy of 23. I went home thinking that I really, really liked him, but he is just so young. I was at the point in my life where I was ready to settle down. He did not at all seem like he was at that point. Another blow I received that night? He said he was planning to move to the Pacific Northwest in the near future. Awesome. Of course, you are. I had recently moved back to Michigan from Austin, TX, bought a condo and had a great job. I wasn’t going anywhere. So I thought.
A week and a half after we met, he invited me to his family birthday party. Hmmm…maybe this guy was ready for more than I was giving him credit for. We started spending more and more time together and we were having so much fun and I always had the butterflies when I thought of him!
Several months later, we had a conversation that made my heart drop. He told me that his friend got engaged. He was so happy for them, but he said they have only been together two years…with an emphasis on only. Only two years?! Man, I was in trouble. I realized at that moment that while I was really thinking this guy was “the one”, marriage wasn’t even a blip on his radar.
Next came the many discussions about moving to Seattle. He didn’t want to go without me. I was so confused. I didn’t want to uproot my life again, but I also really wanted the adventure and to be with him. Well, he talked me into it and almost 2 years after we met, we took a road trip across the country to start our new life in Seattle.
My adjustment to Seattle was a mix of emotion. I actually wrote about my trials and tribulations here. A year after living in Seattle, Dan proposed. I was ecstatic! I couldn’t wait to marry him. And, after being a bridesmaid a ton of times, I was finally going to plan my own wedding. I was in heaven. We got married in Michigan on Lake Huron the following year. BEST. WEEKEND. EVER.
photos by KMG Photography, video by Eric Carlsen
It has been 2 1/2 years since we got married and we just have such a great life together. We have a combination of our “together” life and we also make sure we each have time to pursue our individual interests. Dan is the sweetest most even-keeled guy and we fit together so perfectly. I am so incredibly grateful that I didn’t turn my back on him when we met because he was such a young buck
I am also so grateful that we moved to Seattle. I have fallen in love with this city! It is a wonderful place to live and such a great place to be a photographer