Fast forward 5ish years, Winnetonka had it's first (and only) band reunion. Surprisingly enough, lots of old band members showed up, including Jim. I didn't actually want to go to this reunion, but my parents were very involved in Band Parents while my brothers and I were in band, and since I didn't have anything better to do, I went along with them. And boy am I glad I did. It really was fun to see friends I hadn't seen in years, and when the reunion ended, we continued the party at Jim's duplex that he shared with another fellow band alum (and another friend). I ended up staying last (surprise!) and Jim drove me home since I had hitched a ride to the reunion with my 'rents. We stayed in touch and I asked Jim to be my date to my brother's wedding, our first "real" date. Ok, now this is debatable because 1.) I am not sure a wedding is a first real date and 2.) We had actually gone to dinner at Jeremiah Johnson's when they did their dry-run before opening to the public- but that was a free meal. So probably that was our first date, but whatever. That night, as Jim helped me pull out the
Ha, I showed him. Roughly a yearish (like how exact I am on my dates?) We were engaged, and 6 months after that we were married. 6.5 years and 3 kids later, we are still going strong. I thank God every day for my amazing husband. I remember being young (which makes me sound really old- but I am going to my 10 year high school reunion in a week, so I guess I am getting a little old) and praying to God to send me a boyfriend, to send me someone who makes me feel special. And He did. Not on my timing, but on His. And I am so incredibly thankful.
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