5 Reasons I deactivated my Facebook account 


Hi my fellow fans! I’m sorry its been awhile since I’ve written. I have been super busy doing my annual “spring cleaning” but at the beginning of fall {Autumn}. 


I try do a thorough job every six months, simply because it takes awhile usually a couple weeks to throw away stuff we dont use or we bought for whatever reason, we still are unsure of? Lol! So I apologize on my lack of writing. 

This week, hubby is starting new work hours and will have to work Saturdays, so our planned wedding anniversary trip to the mountains looks like it wont happen. Sadly. I was looking forward to it, but we may go hunting together down in south Alabama instead, which if I get a deer this year, will be extra-ordinary! It’s kinda on my bucket list to get one! I almost got an 8 point last year but his rear was in my scope view, so that wouldn’t have made a very clean cut, but at least I could have said I got one! 😊 I’m hoping this year to actually get one, and save the antlers for a project. 
But anyway, enough about hunting. Many of  my friends asked me why I chose to deactivate my Facebook account. There are several reasons why, but I will just share five. 

1. It’s become an obsession or an idol.

When I get involved in stuff, if I don’t watch it enough it later becomes an obsession for me. This can be a good thing and it can be a bad thing, depending on its purpose. 

If it has to do with your health, obviously its a good thing to be obsessed with wanting to stay healthy, after all our bodies are God’s temples, we should strive to take care of them. But having a Facebook is not always healthy. Especially if it hinders you from spending time with the one who created you. 

The Lord tells us to tear such things from our view, these idols that take over our lives. Like my first Instagram picture on my Instagram account, the very first one I ever posted said something like, “if it takes you away from God, then it needs to go.” That is so true. Anything that takes you away from your duties as a Christian, then it needs to go. And Facebook has become a hinderance from things that are true and real. Things that are simply important. 

2. I’ve become lazy.

Ever since the loss of our second son, Isaac, I have noticed I’ve become lazy in most areas where I should be growing. 

Along with growth in grace and daily devotions, I have been shirking my duties of being a “keeper of the home”. I have grown lazy in keeping up my house. Women of old, regardless of times of the day, their husbands would bring visitors over for supper or what have you and since they were keepers of the home, their houses were in entertaining mode, always. 

I remember a quote I read by Elisabeth Elliot once, that said, “Always leave your home, as if it were your last time to see it.” That is so convicting. Never leave your home looking like a pigsty, it maybe the last time you see it. You dont want your neighbors coming in after you’re gone seeing the state its in, how embarrassing that would be! What would they think of you then? These are things I have been neglecting as a wife, Facebook isnt helping me grow, but hindering me. 

3. Seasons of Life are changing for everyone. 

One of my best friends awhile back told me before either of us were married, she said, “Katie, my grandmother told me, there will come a day when it seems engagements and weddings are the fashion. Then everyone will be getting pregnant. Then, busy homeschooling or raising their kids. Then, the day will come the kids are grown and hobbies and traveling will be the trend and then, you’ll hear of your friends dying… Thats the hardest of all.” Not to be morbid or grim, but she has such a good point. Dont waste time dreaming of what could be, do what only needs to be done now. Take time to enjoy life and its wonderful pleasures. Whatever season of life you are in, just know the God who sees and knows all things, has a great plan for you! Just wait! You’ll see. 

I used to use Facebook as a means to keep up with everyone in my life. But since the death of our boys, its starting to get harder for me to look on Facebook when countless others are sharing the joys of the plus signs on their pregnancy tests. I am more than happy for each one of them, every child is a blessing and should be celebrated, but when you’ve lost two in childbirth it really gets hard to stay focused on the positive. It’s hard to keep your hurting heart and thoughts bottled up inside, without spilling them out for all the world to see. Especially, when the whole world is rejoicing over that plus sign. I am aquainted with that thrill, too, followed by twice in sorrow. So its hard to stay focused on things that are true and real. Simply, good. 

Facebook served its purpose in bringing hubby and I together, its time to move on because the crying fests after every posts that I read, its only going to get harder. 

I need more time to heal. And hubby does, too.

4. Lost communication…

People {including myself} rely far too much on fb for communication purposes. I am a guilty resident of this known factor. There was a day and age when people wrote letters to communicate, then there was phone calls… Now its the FB age. 
Maybe I’m just old school but I still enjoy talking on the phone. I love hearing peoples voices. I don’t understand why this is becoming a dead trend with many of my own friends. Its so sad, everything has to be in text. I do like the Facetime feature thats now on my phone. I have never actually done it but I would love to someday!  
Meeting with people is almost impossible now a days. Everyone is so busy. But I reckon, thats everyones life these days. But then again, I wonder if people unplugged more, how busy would they actually be? Hmmm? Might be a good challenge for us all. 

5. I miss my blog. 

I have been having major blogging withdrawals. I miss it. And if I have too, then my phone will become my avenue, my source. From which all juices flow. Normally, I write from my computer but in order to get this post up, {in which I posted too soon, one other reason I hate doing it from my phone}, I used my phone, because I didn’t think i could let another day go by without posting. I’m loosing sleep over it, but like a dear friend used to say, you can sleep when you’re dead. 😜 

I miss my encouraging fans, and hearing from you all! 

I believe that about wraps it up! 

From my phone to yours!


{P.S. I may get back on Facebook someday, never say never, but for now, I’m actually enjoying my freedom and getting so much done!} ❤️


The Day I Married My Best Friend (Part 2 of Our Wedding Story)


Today marks two full months of when my sweet baby John Spencer, left this world as soon as he entered it, now, he is whole and complete and safe in the Arms of Jesus. Its hard to believe it has been two months, since I held my lil 1lb 1oz baby boy in my arms. I’m thankful for those sweet and precious 21 weeks and one day he was in my womb and the two days we got to sit and hold his precious frail body. Not many mothers have that privilege and I find myself truly grateful for that short time of holding him and know even while holding him and kissing his sweet face and holding his cold lil hands and feet, that he is not here but in an oh so much better place!

I thought I would share a lil bit of him with you, there, and share this precious picture also.

10698669_10154553719530364_7830725576921966268_nOkay, so now back to my story! After the last three weeks of planning and engagement, came the gloriously wonderful day of our wedding.  And like I said before, that day was COLD!! It was freezing, but I don’t think I even noticed it being so cold, I know some of my bridesmaids said, because I had much more clothing on, but really, all that clothing didn’t warm me in the least, only the Love of my Heavenly Father, the legacy of my grandparents, and the love I had for this man, truly warmed my heart and permeated through my very being!
Okay, so the very beginning of that day! Ohhhhh!! SOooo excited to tell you! (Seriously some of my most favorite remembrances!! Truly made up for some of the things I forgot to do on that big day, we will get to those later!)


Got my Hair and Makeup done to go get ready for pictures early that morning! We had to meet my beloved at the Rose Garden in Decatur, where I would see him for the very first time that day! And, he… wait for it!! Would be blindfolded and see me in my dream gown for the very first time!! YAY!!!

Let me give you the entry I wrote in my journal, It explains a bit more of my excitement!

“I will never forget that day, all my dreams came true.  You were there, my dear, you remember it? How excited we all were, as we approached the gardens.  The screams and giggles and chills from the morning air in November.  Y’all speaking so loudly at the sight of the tall handsome figure in the midst of the gardens, standing, waiting with the red blind fold wrapped about his head.  Like a dream or aspiration we whirled the vehicle about the gardens and came to a halt.  Everyone quickly and carefully hurrying about, as my calm heart skipped several beats here and there.The sight of my love, my life, took my breath away!

There he stood so calmly waiting for my entrance, to see me, his bride for the first time that day. To get a glimpse or two before we took pictures.”

“Remember? As you all left me standing about 20 feet from my beloved?”

11232012_katie&spencer_ak38“Waiting, watching, y’all hid yourselves behind a bush.”


“Waiting and watching while my love turned to take off the blindfold about his eyes…”


“That smile, that look of surprise! Wow! So amazed and so in love! The background with the arrow through the sphere is truly how I felt, cupids arrow was penetrating deep in my heart!”


“The look of love on my man’s face here is so sweet! Its as if he were thinking those words from the Scriptures, When Adam first beheld his wife, Eve. “This is bone of my bone, and flesh of my flesh.” Seeing that handsome gaze staring right back at me, not a word did utter his lips nor did they mine. perhaps he was simply soaking in the moment, as was I.”

Here’s to you, my love

After meeting in the garden we were able to have some time alone, or so we thought…






Yeah, I know a good photographer when I see one. 🙂 Photo Credit: Joseph Frank (My lil Bro).

After our “private” time, we did our wedding photos. They were so fun! The girls looked gorgeous and the guys were handsome!


(And my amazing, wedding decorator!!)







So thankful to the Lord for a great group of bridesmaids! I love each of them for being there for me and Spencer! And I thank all the guys who were there to help us celebrate!

I do want to thank my wonderful parents and in laws for helping this day happen!


I thank my families and the Lord Jesus for this wonderful day! God be glorified!

Look for Part 3, next week. Thanks y’all!


There’s A First Time For Everything! (Part 3, And Continued from “Me and Mister Right”).


I must apologize for my “forgetfulness”.  Like I mentioned on the Facebook Page, I didn’t forget to post like I said I would on Friday.  Its just that I had SO much going on, on Friday that I simply didn’t have time to get out and do my normal routinely things. 😦 Oh well, at least I am getting it up today, Lord willing). 😉

Ok… so I left off at…. let me check…Oh yes,…  Every year my church gets involved with the War of Decatur, Civil War Reenactment, you dress up like a southern belle and gentleman or a solider and fight in the battle, if you choose too. So I was dressed up in this pale baby blue gingham Southern Belle dress complete with hoop and my man hadn’t gotten there, and no he wasn’t one to dress up for these things but he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to see me in my hoop dress…he was late getting there and of course I was worried.. he got there and I had already started soaking wet with sweat for it was fearfully hot outside and my curls were beginning to stick to my face and neck. I am sure I looked dreadful. But he didn’t seem to mind it. He kinda chuckled when he saw me but it was a cute chuckle. 😉 At least we got a photo together.


Well, the next week he came over and used up two of his days and I was lil distraught cause I wanted to be there for his birthday which was Saturday and he wanted to take me out on Thursday evening for our last night for the week. He said he would talk to my dad and ask for an additional day.  Well, he was able to get permission to get that extra day.  My dad is so sweet, I am telling ya!

Well, I will say I had my suspicions that Spencer was going to ask me to marry him that night (Thursday). I even texted one of my good friends and told her, I thought it was going to be that night.  She told me to keep her updated… I mean really he had two months to “Look me over”. How much more time do you need? Three months? I mean people in the Bible just said, he took him a wife and viola!  We already knew him for years and years and my brothers all liked him even after the 4th of 5th meeting. 😉 And that’s more than I can say for any of the other guys I went out with.

Well Thursday evening my man came up in his very loud obnoxious red Chevy truck! 🙂 As always.. I greeted him at the door… no flowers… red roses… nothing…ok maybe he’s not going to pop the question tonight.  We get to the truck and I get in… no… not any red roses stashed away in here… Well, that is the norm for when you are to ask a girl to marry you? Isn’t it?

Well, we get to the restaurant….Ok, let me pause here for a minute… this is a BIG deal for us… we NEVER ate out together by OURSELVES, EVER! We were courting, courtships don’t allow for you to be alone unless there are people around you… yeah there are people at restaurants just as much as Starbucks, but my dad only allowed Starbucks, maybe he wanted our first alone outing to be special like this one.

Ok so we get to the restaurant and order our food…Spencer doesn’t say much while waiting for the food…nervous perhaps? 😉 Ok so we get our food and he eats all of it…that’s right… ALL OF IT!! Not even left a crumb… Maybe I was being overly suspicious… maybe he’s not going to ask me to marry him. Most people can’t eat like that when they are nervous.

Well we go and get our regulars at Starbucks, his Tall Mocha and my Tall Chai Latte.  And instead of going in to get it he takes us to the Park…but which one? We drive past Wilson Morgan…good.. I mean its ok, but nothing like my favorite… we drive past Delano… yay! And then he drives to my ALL TIME FAVORITE! The River Park! How did he know that was my favorite park, ever?! I have so, so many memories playing there as a kid and watching the barges go from one end of the river to the next.  So many memories of seeing gorgeous sunsets on the TN river at dusk. Love it! We walked over to the railroad tracks to the porch like thing they made for us romantics or photographers could take pictures of their models with a beautiful backdrop overlooking the Marina in one corner, the 565 Bridge in one and the Train Bridge in another view.

We watched a small tug boat go across the water and then a barge and then wouldn’t you know it… I started to get one of those pesky migraines… I got them quite a bit back then. I let out “Oh man! I’m getting a migraine”.   Just as Spencer was turning towards me to say something… but silenced himself when I said, “Can I go back to your truck and get my medicine?” So we walked back and as we walked back I stepped into a large mud puddle and got squishy mud all over my “Bob’s” (Kinda like Toms but an Academy Brand, same idea though, for every pair sold they give a pair of shoes to a needy child).  I get all upset over it cause I couldn’t see the puddle, the migraines I get are rather blinding.

Spencer kinda grinned and told me not to worry about it, that we would get me another pair… “We?” Hm…. So after I got the medicine in me, we walked over to one of the beautiful red benches along a winding walkway. We sat down and as we were sitting a couple passed us on the side walk, they were an older couple and were quite sweet and affectionate.  Well I look out across the water and then Spencer cleared his throat as if he had something to say, he asked me some questions… three to be exact and we talked about the different questions and then as I was still talking or blabbing on he started to get up from his chair and move to a kneeling down on one knee position and pulled out a ring from his blue jean pocket…. And said, “I have one more question to ask, Will you marry me, Katie Frank?” (Was my head spinning or was that the side effects from the migraine medication?) I was so stunned but yet, so excited, I thought surely my jaw had dropped down to my lap!! Something in me wanted to get up and shout “FINALLY!!” but I calmed myself with a sweet silent but excited, “Yes!”

He did it!! We are actually engaged!! I wanted to cry and laugh and do it all over again all at the same time! He then got back on the chair and instead of sitting what seemed like a mile away from me he moved in closer and put his arm around me (EEEHHHH!!!! Yeah, first time he has done this!!) And placed his hand in mine.  Again, a first and then, wait for it…. He said, “I love you” in my ear with a calm whisper, the very first time I heard those words utter from his lips.  And then, wait for it… yes, I returned to him, an, “I love you, too!” Awwwwweeee!!!!! I know, right??!! FIRST TIME EVER!!  I know what you are thinking… y’all kissed right, your first time?? NO…. we didn’t kiss… though I know he wanted to very much, but it would have been spoiled… well, maybe not spoiled but you have no idea how long I have waited to kiss, my mister right! I had never given my kiss away to ANYONE, including him, except on our wedding day.  Yep, you read that right, I gave my first kiss away after 27 LONG years of waiting for my man, I waited and saved my kiss for him!  So very glad I did… the first kiss was AMAZING!!! It was way better than I could have ever imagined!!

But enough about the first kiss… Remember that sweet older couple we saw at the park?! They came over after Spencer popped the question and congratulated us!! Sooooo sweet!!! They even were nice enough to take our picture!


We were so excited we went and called a couple of our friends and I texted my sweet friend Lacey again, to keep her updated and we went back to my house.

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And that was the very beginning of our Love Story that God amazingly orchestrated for us. 🙂 Look forward to telling you many more stories in the future. God be glorified!

Thanks for reading,


P.S. The reason Spencer was late for the reenactment was because he had just gone to buy the ring and went and spent an hour taking out his excitement at the shooting range… I guess kinda didn’t want to show that he was excited about something… like a ring that was stashed under the seat of his truck!! 🙂

Mister Right and Me (Part 2, Continued from The Day I Met Mister Right)



Oh I love this time of year, don’t you? Fall is seriously the best season there is! The air just seems so crisp and fresh and full of spices, as it should be! 🙂 I love the sound of the leaves, crunch beneath my feet. Sweaters and turtlenecks, pumpkin spice lattes and of course turkey and an ooberant amount of Thanksgiving to the Great God of Wonders! 🙂

Ok, so where did I leave off, Oh yes, the Starbucks date. Imagine that, I am in Starbucks at this very moment. Not the exact spot we sat at in the back of the store but I am in the building. 🙂 Makes me smile big to think about.

I forgot to bring my calendar so I may or may not get it right, my calendar from that year I saved especially for remembrance.  And if ever I needed to type it out. Spencer, has the better memory of this family unit, than I do. SO, anyhoo. I believe before we met at Starbucks, we did meet at my brothers for supper, they were having a lil shin ding at their house. They do those quite a bit have a bunch of families from church to come over and visit and eat good food. 🙂 Spencer, was invited by my brother especially for my benefit, and since he had helped fix his car, it was only the courtesy thing to do. 😉

Ok so we saw each other at this event get together.  And my, did he seem tall… yeah, I know seems silly, but I have ALWAYS wanted to marry a tall guy. It seemed at the time I knew only petite guys, or smaller, short, or rather, just not tall guys. It was really frustrating to a girl who was always considered by everyone around her as “the tall girl”.  Yeah, gets annoying after hearing it 20 times a day. So I had prayed for years and years, “Please God, I don’t care what he looks like, just send me a tall guy!” I figured if the guy was ugly in appearance he would become handsome to me later on as I grew fondly in love with him. But Spencer had both good looks AND great height!! So thankful! Not that it would have been a horrible thing if he hadn’t been so amazingly good looking, in time he would be.  And I think his good looks have increased, I am so madly in love with this guy that I can honestly say the men I used to moon over, are no comparison to my good lookin’ man! Even actors that I was attracted too, cause really they all look a lot like my man, in a way! (Zac Efron, Liam Hemsworth) yeah, you get the idea.

Well as we were sitting at my brothers’ house eating delicious food, my Pastor came and sat right in between Spencer and I. lol! Cracks me up every time.  Not sure if Pastor knew we were both interested in each other or if this was just one of those crazy awkward moments? Spencer and I were actually sitting across from each other, when he sat down he sat right in front as if he wanted to watch me as I ate, sloppily, no doubt, (yeah, I was a nervous wreck, I wanted to make a good impression, but I was failing miserably).  But as we sat, Pastor started asking Spencer questions about his church, and asked him what he was up to, where he worked and how old he was….23….wait what?!! He was 23?? I was 27 at the time… I thought… this could be a problem.  I thought I better let him know. It didn’t bother me, for in fact I had had a previous relationship with a guy earlier that year with a guy 4 years younger and we basically seemed pretty good for each other at the time.  Or rather got along well. It might would have been weird to just anyone at the time but I was fine with it.  In fact growing up I always got along better with guys younger than me. In fact older guys frightened me. 😛

We later met at my churches 4th of July picnic and I asked him about the age difference was 5 years, he smiled a me as if he knew and seemed to not mind. He even said, “No, I don’t mind, I have actually never dated anyone younger than me.” (WHEW!!! Glad that went well).  I told him I was actually shocked at hearing his age. He seemed so much older than I.  He told me everyone says the same thing.

The Starbucks “Date” went well. We had notebooks with questions of things we wanted to know about each other.. It was really sweet.  I totally recommend doing this if its your  first outing. After that outing it was seriously so awesome. But my first recollection of “falling for him” was the trip we took, the white water rafting trip. (I can’t remember where this falls in place, sorry I am so bad with dates).

Well, after our Starbucks date Spencer either called or came over and asked my dad if he could start a relationship with his daughter (me!).  Of course my dad, liked Spencer and trusted  him and knew he would take care of me and wouldn’t do anything to hurt me or my reputation.  He was genuine. Truly.  So my dad gave his consent and we started a full-fledged courtship right before I went on a week-long trip to Pen State to be a counselor at a church camp I went to every summer.  Talk about ROUGH! I just started a relationship with this good looking man and had to be away from him for an entire week!  I had made a commitment to serve these girls in my cabin I just got into a relationship with a guy, I wanted to get to know better but couldn’t due to being 500+ miles away for an entire week and two days! 😉

It wasn’t easy and one of the ladies in my church advised I cut communication with him for the week because I had made a commitment to these girls, so yeah, that was rough to.  But as the Scriptures teach us, “I shall not die but live, and declare the works of the Lord!” So I did just that. I survived the week and it was really kinda sad, cause this was my very last year to not only be a counselor, but also it would probably be the last year to come, unless my man would be willing to take off a whole week to go too.  I kinda had a feeling that the above was true cause, with Spencer, I truly thought he might very well be the one.  I even told my boss the week before I went to camp, “You might want to start looking for someone to replace me, because I truly believed this guy was the one.” She kinda just laughed, she had seen the other relationship not work out, so she had no excuse but to believe this one wouldn’t either. Heehee!

As soon as I came home from Camp we began seeing each other three days a week. Mainly cause that was what my dad had said we could do.  Yes, we were courting… not dating.  Dating is a free bird to do as you please kinda relationship, no strings attached. But courtship is a bit different, usually involving  a parent or two or spiritual leader to make rules and regulations on how things would work each week.  We didn’t always have to have a chaperone, Thankfully, so we usually either did things with friends, or family.  Like the Tractor Pull we went to with family and friends.  Or Starbucks trips by ourselves.

I think the first time I “noticed” or “fell in love” with Spencer was when he did the most heroic thing I have encountered in quite some time! I was so thankful! At the White Water Rafting Trip my sister was there to chaperone us, since it was a water sport, we kinda needed that extra chaperoning.  Though, Spencer was the perfect gentleman and gave us each a bar of Rich Dark Chocolate Bark, it was yummy and so sweet he thought of my lil sister, too.  Melted my heart! But that wasn’t the moment that I experienced Cupid’s sharpest arrow.  All the guys that were at the white water rafting trip with us, the group we went with, the guys of course all took off their shirts to put their life vests on… RIGHT IN FRONT OF US GIRLS… I’m sorry, but that just turns me off… I know it’s a water sport, but I don’t know these guys very well and there are younger girls and older girls there around my sisters age, that really, don’t need to see stuff like that.  It really ticks me off.  Cause I know, what it does to us girls when we see that.  I mean, I am of the mindset, if it’s not ok for girls to take their shirts off, then why is ok for a guy too? I mean, seriously, think about it? Why is it ok for them too?  I’m not saying this as an “It’s not fair” issue but rather, “it’s indecent” issue for both male and female.  If guys get all hyped up when they see a girl in a low cut shirt, then what do you think us girls do with his shirt off?? I means seriously??… you think we are so dumbed down to  thinking, oh it doesn’t bother us to see a guy with his shirt off. Well, it bothers me and it should bother other girls, too.  Please go to the restroom and take your shirt off and put your life vest on in there if it has to be done.  But not in front of young innocent little girls that don’t need to even be thinking of things like that right now, or even have someone boost her chance of entertaining such thoughts.  Sorry, pet peeve.  I say all that to say, Spencer, my knight in shining armor didn’t take his shirt off in front of Liz and I and left it on to put his life vest on.  Whoo hoo!! I love this guy already! He totally passed the test in my mind for that heroic act!  Yeah, guys, if you want to play the hero in your woman’s eyes, truly, don’t take your shirt off in front of her, unless you are married.

Well, our courtship was a fast one, 2 months to be exact and it was full of flowers and reading the book, “Boy Meets Girl” By Joshua Harris,  a mixture of different stories of courtship and dating stories.  Very sweet… though we only got to the third chapter.   Spencer was convinced I was the one after two months… for me it was like after the first month.  I just had one question to ask him to finalize my ideas of completely giving my life and heart away in marriage to this man.  Yes, you read that right, in marriage, it’s not right to give your heart away in a courtship/dating or even in an engagement relationship, but rather in marriage at the alter before God and witnesses..  I knew he was the one, because it wasn’t a jittery feeling I had, it wasn’t even a feeling, but rather a knowing in my heart, I WANTED to spend the rest of my days with him.  My question was basically if he would be willing to go to our church, since his was having some issues and he seemed to rather enjoy attending mine.  It was hard for me to imagine going to any other church than the one I had been attending a great majority of my life.

I know that sounds selfish, but, I admit I am selfish even with things I so enjoy, I just want to share them with the people I love most and care about deeply.  In fact, I wish I could share this blessing of my church with a great many people I love and cherish, but I can’t exactly just go up to people and twist their arms in a literal sense and make them come, if they really, really want to enjoy the joys I experience every Sunday when I attend, then they will come, and I will know that my prayers were answered.  Yes, I pray that God would bring those I love very much into our church, because honestly I have been to other churches but nowhere have I had the most love and joy in any church I have been other than those in our denomination! But mostly what I have experienced at Trinity Pres. I am so thankful for my sweet church family!  We are all so close and I hope and pray this church family grows with other sweet people and families.

Ok… sorry bunny trail…  You will find I am good at those. Well, this is getting lengthy so I will cut this short and save my favorite part for next time, so be looking for Part 3 on Friday!

The Day I Met Mister Right! (Part 1)



Telling this story always makes me smile big! I just LOVE telling it and it gets better every time I do! 🙂  Some of you have heard it a million times and are probably tired of hearing it but not me! Not, I! 😉  It’s such a fun story because God made it up! And that excites me all the more! 🙂

Ok, so I first met the man of my dreams back when I was in my early 20’s I just didn’t know at the time this 17-18 year old would end up being my husband some day! I thought as I watched him play basketball with my brothers on our homeschool basketball team, from the bleachers that I would actually end up with this awesome, handsome (Zac Efron, look-alike!). Yeah, everyone used to call him that when he was younger, he looked just like him! Still kinda sorta does, but I think he’s WAY more attractive than any good lookin’ movie star ever was or ever will be. Just sayin’. 😉

I came home from work one day and my parking spot was taken up with my brothers car (who was married and living in his own home at the time), so yeah, kinda weird.  SO I went in the house asking why was my parking spot taken up.  My brother’s car was broken down and needed to be fixed and since my dad has more car tools than you can shake a stick at he decided to leave his car in MY parking spot overnight, or rather until it got fixed. (Not that I’m bitter about it… lol! J/K, just telling how the story was in my own words. 😉 )

A few days later I came home from work and noticed a BIG red truck parked outside our house (Gives me shivers down my spine every time I think about it!!). I thought nothing of it and drove on back behind the house where the garage is and parked behind my brothers car and I see, two of my brothers in the garage and one other head I didn’t recognize sticking up behind the hood of my brothers’ car.  Hmmm… Then I recognized him as soon as I got out of my car! “Is this even for real??!!” It was Spencer Miller in my parents garage working on my brother’s car!!

I went inside quickly, hoping he didn’t notice my appearance. I was greasy and smelled like cooking grease.  I was working at Curry’s at the time and worked with the deep fryer among many other things.  Working with food gets messy at times. All I can remember is thinking what can I do? What can I do to go outside and “work” on something (After I have freshened up a bit)?  So I thought! AH! I know! (You have to understand my car, if you don’t own a Dodge Neon, then congratulations! You are doing great! Neon’s have been known to burn oil…. that’s right, you read that right. BURN. So instead of changing your oil you just refill it every so often. 😉

So I quickly looked for some oil and a funnel.  I asked the guys, if they had seen a funnel? All the while trying not to make eye contact with this good lookin’ man! Ha! Only looking at him, mooningly-like. (Mooningly=Dreamily). Hoping he didn’t notice.

I “fixed” the problem with some oil and then get done and then remember the interior in my car which has been falling apart decide to fix that too! 🙂 So I go quickly in the house looking for some glue and the only kind I find is Shoe Goo, yeah, I used shoe goo on my door interior! (Hey, it worked!). As I am finishing up, Spencer and my brothers get done on the car. Or at least for the night and as I get out of my car, my older brother Jacob, asks what I was doing and I told them, I can remember seeing a huge grin and chuckle coming from Spencer.  Talk about making my day!!

Well a few days passed and my sweet friend Hannah and I went to eat out at our usual Chinese lunch date.  I confided in her about my infatuation with Spencer.  I told her how much I was developing feelings for him and that I didn’t know what to do about the guy I was in a relationship with at the time.  Yes, I know, I was in a relationship with a young man at the time. It had been going on for about a year and nothing fruitful seemed to be coming out of it.  I had known the guy for a few years before, met him at the Deaf camp I work at in Tn, a few summers back.   The relationship was going really slow and I was beginning to think this was not what the Lord wanted for me.   There was just too many things in the relationship to make me think this was not what God wanted for me.  I didn’t have peace. Even my co-workers who had never met the guy knew I was unhappy with the situation I was in.   Which,  I never took my troubles with me to work.   Or tried very hard not to.

I later confided in my mom as well about the situation.  My mom said, “I’ve always wondered about, Spencer Miller.”  Meaning, she thought he might would be a great match for me!  I later found out a few other people in our church were thinking the EXACT same thing and were even praying about it!! 🙂

So just because you are in a relationship with someone right now, doesn’t mean you will end up with that person, so be careful, that is why it’s best to make sure you don’t give yourself away (physically and emotionally).  I know it’s so hard not to.

After Spencer and my brothers fixed his car, Spencer of course stopped coming over, but the last night he came over he came in our house! I was there and he knocked on the door, I awkwardly opened the back door and he came in and I remember being so awkward and just kind of quickly went into the kitchen.  I wondered, he must have thought I was a dork!  He came in the kitchen behind me and helped Jacob order a part for his car and then came in and talked to my parents about his church and how it was having some issues there.   (I thought, what great opportunity to invite him to come to ours… I know I would be happy for that to happen!).

He left and that was the last time he came over to help fix the car.   I was a bit sad, especially since I had to go do something I was dreading.  I had to end the relationship I was having and that was hard.  Cause he was a sweet guy and I liked him a lot, but not like that.  It was funny though, that night, I was a bit discouraged and so I got on Facebook, “The Happy Place” I call it.  And as soon as I got on that night, a few minutes may have gone by but my fb chat popped up and Spencer wanted to chat with me!! WHAT??!! Was this REALLY happening??!  Of course I asked my parents who were in the room with me, and I told them, they encouraged me to chat with him… obviously they both approved of this! Wow!! So, so happy!

I remember looking forward to each day after that and getting on that happy place and waiting for him to speak, I didn’t once initiate the conversation, I never asked to chat with him, I mean, it wasn’t like we were in a relationship or anything.  So, duh, I’m not going to initiate it, I had already gone down that road more times than I wish to declare and all who know me well, knows how that all went for me.  SO I simply got on and waited for HIM to ask to talk to me.

A few days of chatting with me he asked if he could meet me sometime at Starbucks and just talk, a get to know me better kinda thing.  Of course I wanted to scream out YES!! But I calmly told him I needed to ask my dad if he would be ok with that.  (I wasn’t about to ruin my chances with this one, so if he really respected and/or liked me at all he would be ok with me asking my dad for permission).  He seemed ok with it.  So I talked to my dad and he of course said yes!  He said I was old enough now to go out with young men without a chap, unless it was a very secluded place.  Since Starbucks was a place where many came in and out every day, that that would be the perfect location to meet.  So we did….

Stay tuned for Part 2… next week…