Proud To Be An American

Proud To Be An American

Thursday, October 6, 2011

A Fairytale Story Part One

I met my husband at a chapel service on base. I had "met" him a few other times, but we never said more than a few words to another. We were talked into going camping with some chapel friends- and I had to hitch a ride with him to the camp site (I didn't have a car yet). We ended up driving two hours in a car together- leaving base as strangers and arriving to the camp site as acquaintances. We ended up having to share a tent, because then tent I was supposed to borrow from our friend was "forgotten". We went hiking the next day, and we were left to hike together- everyone else ditched us. It was that hiking trip that I believe showed us that we were going to be great friends. My now husband was so easy to talk to (and still is). On that camping adventure we also went canoeing and this gave us more time to get to know one another. This was the start of the greatest friendship I have ever had.. God works in the most unique of ways...

1 comment:

  1. I am so grateful you guys went on that camping trip. For certain, it was the beginning of something beautiful. Stay strong and pray hard.