Three years ago yesterday, Gabriel and I met. (Technically it was not the first time, but that’s a story for a different day and neither of us remembered the first time for a while so maybe we’ll just not count that rn, mmmmk?) I walked into Sunday School, and unbeknownst to me, he took notice. He sat up a little straighter and told a friend to stop scratching his back, lest I assume they were a couple. 😅
After church, I found him chatting with my roommate. I still remember the way he stood (MAN does this boy look good in a suit 😍): that perfect posture and broad chest, talking to her but eyes staring straight at me as I approached. Again, completely oblivious, I thought he was just thinking "who is this random girl walking up to interrupt my conversation?" Little did I know, his thoughts were pretty much the opposite. In the years since, he has dropped the cute details out of the re-telling, but one of the bits I love most is how it wasn’t just my looks that made him stop and stare - it was my countenance. 🥰 Last night I asked him to elaborate on that detail, and he said there was just something about my aura that expressed I was the most interesting woman in the world and he had to know more. 💗 Très romantique, non?
It took a few months for us to get together (again, all delays and obtuseness can be attributed directly to me while I took my time to get my head on straight and also to break up with someone else🙈), but once I entertained the idea of him and me as a we it stuck. So now, when people ask me how in the world I met such a handsome, smart, kind French man to marry, I get to say: at church. 😁 And if that is not enough to inspire any single girl to throw on a skirt every Sunday and march themselves to a pew, I really don’t know what is! . . .#howwemet #threeyears #gotochurch #churchofjesuschristoflatterdaysaints #godhasaplan #loveatfirstsight #eternitytogo #familiesareforever