A love story

I’ve decided to tell you a story.

She was 12. A boy she knew rode his bike in front of her house while she stood outside. He yelled, ” will you go with me?” She yelled, “no” and ran into her house.

She was 15. A boy she knew from church and school became her friend.

She was 16. A boy she knew asks her out on a date. She says, “no!” (she is dating someone else.) This scene plays out again and again for the next two years.

He leaves town to go to college. She stays home.

She spends time with him at church activities during the summers.

He sets her up on a blind date with a friend of his one summer.

She picked up his girlfriend and the blind date and they drove across the state together to see him and attend a concert.

He began sending her letters and spending time with her when she was in town.

He kissed her at a New Year’s Eve party they hosted.

She became involved in a serious relationship.

He was also in a relationship.

She felt the Lord lead her to break off the relationship she was in and wait on him.

She spent the summer working during the day and hanging out with him at night.

He spend the summer working during the day and hanging out with her at night.

They spent the summer flirting, laughing, getting to know each other and falling in love. But never holding hands, hugging, or kissing.

He left for college.

She stayed home.

They wrote letters and their hearts grew fonder for each other.

He came home for Valentine’s Day.

She was excited.

He asked her daddy for her hand in marriage.

She didn’t know.

He asked her to dinner.

She said yes.

She went to dinner with him.

She said yes again!

They were engaged.

He went back to college.

She stayed home and planned their wedding.

Six months pass

They are married in a lovely God honoring ceremony with gorgeous flowers ( I mean Gorgeous!), hideous pink bridesmaid dresses ( I mean hideous!) and over 300 people.

They now have four children and have been married 17 years. And have never been happier.


Published by Abby Lee

Celebrating and decorating with purpose is my favorite thing to do. When I am not filling a tree with ornaments or throwing a birthday party for my golden doodle, I am being mom to a super cool tween son, the wife to a fine blue eyed man and selling real estate. I call northeast Arkansas home and when I am not loving on my people or celebrating in our space, I am using words to express myself here or on my podcast. Be sure to follow me! I am the co-author of a blog called Life with My Sister and have a podcast called Abby As-Is. You can also follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest and YouTube.

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